It Really Was a Disguise
Xiao Fan hasn't broken through level 100 yet, and at his current level, it's impossible for him to withstand the overwhelming pressure released by a level 350 Magic Beast.
The moment the oppressive aura dissipated, an incredibly heavy force crashed down upon him.
Xiao Fan felt as if a huge boulder had crushed his chest, his internal organs were churning, his chest was throbbing with unbearable pain, and his breathing became incredibly difficult. It was as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat, and every breath was suffocatingly difficult. His whole body was trembling under the pressure, and he was almost deprived of the strength to lift his hand.
He forced himself to react, but the moment the thought crossed his mind, the terrifying, suffocating pressure that enveloped his entire body vanished completely.
The shackles that had been pressing down on him vanished into thin air, and Xiao Fan gasped for breath. Before he could catch his breath from the suffocation in his chest, a tremendous roar, like a thunderclap, boomed in his ears.
Xiao Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly looked up, his gaze falling directly on the menacing Red-Gold Behemoth.
But the scene before him was far beyond his expectations.
The massive, muscular body of the Red-Gold Behemoth lay prostrate on the ground, its thick limbs trembling uncontrollably, its heavy beastly form shaking incessantly.
In its enormous, bell-like eyes, only an overwhelming sense of terror and fear remained.
It didn't look at Xiao Fan in front of it; its terrified eyes were fixed on the small figure on Xiao Fan's shoulder— Zijin.
"A pure... Pure-Blood Magic Beast... how is that possible?!"
A hoarse, trembling roar escaped from the massive throat of the Red-Gold Behemoth, its voice filled with disbelief and horror. Its enormous head shook violently, its eyes reflecting immense shock.
"How could there be Pure-Blood Magic Beast in a place like this?! No! According to legend, Pure-Blood Magic Beast were completely wiped out in that cataclysmic event that swept across the world. There shouldn't be any trace of them left in the world. How... how could there still be a living Pure-Blood Magic Beast in the world?"
The Red-Gold Behemoth spoke haltingly, filled with bewilderment and resistance, but reality was before it, leaving it no room for self-deception.
That overwhelming, crushing pressure of bloodline power was absolutely genuine; it was majestic and ancient, carrying a supreme authority that surpassed all other beasts. It was truly the unique aura of Pure-Blood Magic Beast!
Under heaven, only true Pure-Blood Magic Beast can unleash such terrifying pressure that subdues all other beasts and makes one's soul tremble.
A fear originating from the depths of its soul spread through its limbs and bones to every inch of its skeleton.
"Hmph! You mere mongrels, a mixed-blood beast, dare to lay a hand on my master? You're asking for trouble."
Zijin snorted coldly, his icy gaze like a sharp blade piercing straight at the Red-Gold Behemoth lying prostrate on the ground.
"Owner!"
These two words completely brought the Red-Gold Behemoth to its senses.
This Pure-Blood Magic Beast is actually that human's Contract Beast!
"In the inherited memories, which Pure-Blood Magic Beast contractor wasn't a supreme Human Race?"
The Red-Gold Behemoth's throat bobbed violently as it swallowed a large mouthful of saliva with difficulty. Its massive body lay prostrate on the ground, its heart churning with turbulent emotions.
So...
Its earlier guess was correct! The human before it was indeed a disguised Human Race powerhouse!
Upon thinking of this, the Red-Gold Behemoth trembled again, and immediately lowered its massive head heavily, behaving with utmost respect. Its voice, filled with barely concealed fear, cautiously began to explain.
"My lord! The pressure I released just now was not intended to target you, but merely to intimidate the other Magic Beast in the vicinity and prevent them from approaching this place rashly."