Xiao Yan's voice rang in the Amethyst Winged Lion King's ears like the death god's summons.
The Amethyst Winged Lion King felt agony tear through its soul, and finally broke down completely.
It knew it had no choice.
"I... I choose to submit!"
The Amethyst Winged Lion King let out an unwilling roar, its voice tinged with despair.
Xiao Yan nodded with satisfaction and withdrew the power of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. The black mist gradually dispersed.
He walked up to the Amethyst Winged Lion King and patted its head. A gentle power flowed into its body, steadying its damaged soul.
"Good."
"From today on, you'll be my mount and serve under me."
"Do your job well, and I won't treat you unfairly."
The Amethyst Winged Lion King lowered its head and answered respectfully, "Yes, Master!"
Xiao Yan smiled in satisfaction, then turned to look at Yun Yun.
At that moment, Yun Yun was watching Xiao Yan warily, her eyes full of confusion and suspicion.
She could feel that the young man before her possessed terrifying strength—power enough to make even Dou Huang experts wary. The strange Black Banner in particular, along with the crimson-gold Heavenly Flame, filled her with unease.
A Dou Zong?
A Dou Zong this young?
Yun Yun found it hard to believe, but the facts were right in front of her.
After all, aside from a Dou Zong expert, even a Dou Huang would have a hard time subduing the Amethyst Winged Lion King so effortlessly!
"Who are you? Why did you help me?"
Yun Yun's voice carried a note of exhaustion. She watched Xiao Yan, trying to read something from his expression.
Xiao Yan smiled faintly. His gaze fell on Yun Yun, and a trace of amusement flashed in his eyes.
Yun Yun wore