The so-called Six True Forms referred to avatars that were scarcely weaker than the true body, while the Nine Avatars were ordinary incarnations.
Naturally, the True Forms still lacked certain exclusive attributes of the true body. For instance, the boundless Mythological Sea behind the life soil was something that could never be made up for.
There was also the fleshly body and the Primordial Spirit. The true body was the original form, and although the True Forms had been supplemented with good fortune, they ultimately could not be equated with the true body.
The Curse Beast trembled violently. What kind of monster had it encountered?
"What are you looking at?"
With a bang, it took a slap. All the fur on its lynx-like face fell away. In an instant, its face went pale and its hair turned white; its heart and gall were chilled.
Wang Xuan carried the Curse Beast, whose body had been reassembled, back with him. It was just right for learning about the True Land through it.
"This..." In the Yin Six Realm, the True Kings of all parties were stunned. Wang Xuan had appeared unharmed before their eyes, carrying it like a rabbit, like an ordinary piece of prey, and had returned just like that.
Many old acquaintances let out long breaths. It was enough that he was unharmed.
"That is... a monster from the True Land. He hunted it!" After countless supernatural beings saw the final truth, their hearts surged like tides, and they were utterly shaken.
Never in its life had the Curse Beast imagined that after returning to the present world, it would face the public in such a manner. It felt humiliated and intensely uneasy.
Because the fellow carrying it was simply too domineering, utterly monstrous. He even dared to deal with