When there was something to say, the story grew long; when there was nothing to say, it stayed short.
Fan Lang piloted the Eclipse Sun to the next destination, located in the heart of Star Beast Ridge. A black Space Vortex floated in the void, resembling a Black Hole yet distinctly different.
The black vortex radiated danger and surged with powerful energy fluctuations, making no one dare approach it lightly.
This was actually the lair of a demon king known as the Golden Sun Lion King!
From the name alone, one could guess that this demon king was a Golden Sun War Lion, and the king among his kind.
Xiao Jin was also a Golden Sun War Lion. He had accompanied Fan Lang through southern expedition and northern wars, reaching this point step by step. With Fan Lang's help, his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds, growing greater by the day.
Golden Sun War Lions were few in number. Looking across the entire universe, there were not many to be found.
The Golden Sun Lion King within this lair had lived through an unknown number of blood moons. His strength far surpassed Xiao Jin's, and he had mastered a secret inherited art of his race, one that only his kind could cultivate.
Xiao Jin had now reached a bottleneck in his growth, and his rate of progress had slowed drastically. No amount of food would help him anymore.
Only by learning that secret inherited art from the Golden Sun Lion King could this problem be solved, allowing Xiao Jin to break through his bottleneck and advance by leaps and bounds once more.
Many of his kind had gathered around the Golden Sun Lion King, and he had even claimed several lionesses. He welcomed fellow Golden Sun War Lions to