These were White Night, White Ling, and White Wind.
And next came their stage. White Wind's Heavenly One Realm Hand was the main force, while the Cloud Dream Chaos Realm and Heart-Devouring Sword Realm served as support—one bewildering, the other a heavy club...
"Your warbeasts! They have something like a soul Astral Realm... You want them..."
Kuntian Zhen's voice trembled violently, already carrying a sobbing edge. It showed that no matter how towering a man might be, he would still fear true terror.
And that fear undoubtedly gave the three Heavenly Dao Origin Ancestral Souls an opportunity. As he spoke, White Night's bubble was the first to merge into that rock-like Astral God Origin. Next came White Night's Heart-Devouring Sword Realm, and finally White Wind's octopus-like Heavenly One Realm Hand!
"New mount! Strong, bald, well-built, no scandals! I like it!" White Wind immediately laughed. Among all its mounts, this sounded like the one it was most satisfied with.
"The most important thing is that there are no scandals, right? This guy is way too weak, meow!" Miaomiao mocked.
"What a pity it got that wrong. Who says this bald guy has no scandals? He had something going on with Yuexi Qianqian—a whole heap of it! Poor little White Wind, it has more blessings coming!" Yinghuo snickered.
"Fuck!"
White Wind had just been delighted to think there was no girly nonsense involved, but the moment it recalled Yuexi Qianqian, it felt as though a club had struck it squarely on the head.
"I'm not doing it!"
It wanted to leave the Astral God Origin, but the instant the words left its mouth, White Night and White Ling dragged it back inside!
"You have to do it whether you want to or not."
Li Tianming finally laughed. "This is a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity.