Facts once again proved Xiao Jin's guess: having a Tier 6 Magical Beast as a mount was truly exhilarating.
Patting the Amethyst Winged Lion King beneath him, Xiao Jin said lightly, "Little Purple, bring your son. We're going to Wutan City."
The Amethyst Winged Lion King let out a low roar, not daring to say anything more.
This kid was truly ruthless. He clearly possessed only the strength of a Dou Wang, yet every attack he unleashed could easily defeat a Dou Emperor.
That strange flame was even more ferocious. The Purple Flame it had condensed with all its strength had been completely incinerated the instant it came into contact with that flame.
That was right—flames burning flames. It sounded completely beyond the Amethyst Winged Lion King's understanding, yet it had truly happened.
What terrified the Amethyst Winged Lion King most was Xiao Jin's unimaginably powerful soul.
A Magical Beast's soul was inherently its weakness. As a Tier 6 Magical Beast, if he were to compare soul strength with a human Dou Wang, he might not even be stronger.
But being weaker was one thing. A Dou Wang still could not crush a Tier 6 Magical Beast in terms of soul strength.
Yet Xiao Jin's soul was like a vast ocean. In a single exchange, it had swallowed him whole. The bone-chilling killing intent had practically solidified, and the Amethyst Winged Lion King could clearly sense that if he made any improper move, he would become a cold corpse the next second.
After arriving at Wutan City, Xiao Jin said to Yun Yun, who was also seated on the Amethyst Winged Lion King's back, "All right, I'm home. You should head back too."
A trace of reluctance flashed through Yun Yun's beautiful eyes, but having found what she believed was