Little Da's heads came in all shapes and forms.
Some were serpentine, long and slender, covered in fine scales, their forked tongues flicking in and out from time to time.
Others were birdlike, with sharp beaks and golden pupils.
Still others were draconic, with short horns growing from their crowns and whiskers drifting beneath their jaws.
Nine long necks extended from its broad shoulders and back, connecting to a powerful central body built like that of a lion or tiger.
Its limbs were thick and sturdy, its claws sharp, while its tail dragged behind it like that of a giant lizard, with a cluster of bone spurs at its tip.
Sensing Zong Shen's arrival, the few heads that were awake turned toward him at the same time.
Then, all eighteen eyes lit up with faint glows of different colors in the darkness.
Low, overlapping hisses emerged from different throats, carrying wariness, recognition, and a vague sense of familiarity.
Zong Shen stopped three or four meters away, folded his arms over his chest, and examined it carefully.
He could sense the surging vitality within Little Da, as well as an alien quality that seemed utterly out of place in the surrounding space.
This thing did not belong to the Endless Continent. It might not even belong to this dimension.
Its very existence was a rebellion against convention.
"It's grown again."
Zong Shen muttered to himself, his gaze sweeping over several scattered fragments of Magic Energy Crystals at its side.
They were all top-grade quality. An ordinary Lord would treasure even a single piece.
Yet here, they were merely part of its daily feed.
Still, the investment was worth it.
Little Da's growth rate far surpassed that of any known magical beast.
Every time it woke from slumber, its size and aura