Sikong Jing's gaze gradually sharpened, gleaming brightly...
He was far more than merely the inheritor of a quasi-Emperor demon beast.
Looking at the great flock of Azure Feather Wind God Vultures before him, a faint smile tugged at his lips. Slowly, his beast-form spirit shadow stepped into the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Prison...
Within the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Prison, the beast-form spirit shadow spoke softly, "Senior Divine Vultures, please unfold your meridians for me."
There was more than one kind of Divine Vulture within the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Prison...
There were the Iron-Wing Divine Vultures that had appeared before; Frenzied Dragon Divine Vultures mixed with divine dragon blood; Divine Mystic Sky-Shaking Vultures, exceptionally formidable in the great dao of space. There were no Azure-Feather Divine Vultures, but that did not matter...
One had to know that the Iron-Wing Divine Vulture was an ancestor-level existence among all vulture beasts, incomparably powerful.
"How could a single mount possibly be enough?"
"I want every ownerless Azure Feather Wind God Vulture to become my mount."
As Sikong Jing spoke, brilliant light flickered in his eyes...
Then he sat cross-legged and began comprehending the meridians of the various Divine Vulture Vulture Kings within the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Prison.
Back when he had been in the Seal Sovereign Imperial Palace...
When Sikong Jing had seen A Yi, the Azure-Feather Divine Vulture, he had considered that if he could conquer it, everything would become much simpler. But he quickly dismissed the thought; the gap in their realms was simply too great.
Once the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts bloodline was exposed, he would be finished.
But things were different now. Though these Azure Feather Wind God Vultures had no master, they obeyed Feng Shixian's commands and would not attack him.
They were demon beasts