Unable to See the Coffin, Unwilling to Shed Tears

The first to appear was Lei Hu. He was no longer the tiger who, when faced with a great battle, had been unable to help Lei Dong fight. At his full size, his mighty frame stretched for dozens of zhang. Dark stripes, like divine markings imbued with the Heavenly Dao, shimmered faintly across his body. His tiger eyes were sharp and full of murderous intent. Every gesture revealed the domineering bearing of a tiger-type Monster Beast. At a glance, he was clearly no one to trifle with.

It was fortunate for Lei Hu that he had followed Lei Dong. Otherwise, he would have spent his whole life as nothing more than a Golden Core-level tiger, lord of the mountain forests—that would have been the limit of his potential.

The second to appear was the bronze puppet, Mò Yáo. He had been cobbled together from parts taken from several Spirit Transmutation Puppets. Although Mò Yáo was only at the Early Spirit Transmutation stage, he had inherited the Primordial Spirit and battle experience of Dana, the Archaic War Giant. At full strength, he could even contend with someone at the Mid Spirit Transmutation stage.

Ghost Thorn and Gui Ming also appeared one after another. The two Ghost Servants, each radiating the powerful aura of a Spirit Transmutation-level being, left Silver Eighteen staring in stunned disbelief. Wasn't the outside world supposed to be short on Chaos Spirit Qi, with Spirit Transmutation-level beings few and far between? How had two Early Spirit Transmutation-stage ghosts appeared all at once?

As for Linghu Qianqian, her strength was still too low. There was no need to bring her out just to embarrass herself. Lei Dong hadn't truly taken her as a Battle Pet, either. Instead, he had given her a Chaos Crystal and let her cultivate in