For now, it seemed that this Feather Tyrannosaur had cultivated for twenty thousand years and undergone an ancestral bloodline reversion. Its Golden Bloodline was unbelievably dense.
Yet at this moment, it was like a trapped beast with a broken spine, lying prone on the ground with its chest heaving violently.
Even Golden Crocodile Douluo could sense that something was wrong. This Destruction Feather Tyrannosaur's Destruction Power had already become terrifying beyond reason.
Even the air around it was distorted.
The Destruction Power had condensed into substance, like a mass of light-devouring ink that even sunlight could not penetrate.
Yun Chen stared at that mass of Destruction Power and suddenly understood why Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression was so grim.
Qian Renxue's brows were deeply furrowed as well. She was not worried about its twenty-thousand-year cultivation; rather, she could also sense that this Destruction Power was far too terrifying, nothing like what a twenty-thousand-year Destruction Feather Tyrannosaur should possess.
Even though she had never witnessed the might of a hundred-thousand-year Destruction Feather Tyrannosaur, Qian Renxue instinctively felt that even one with a hundred thousand years of cultivation could not possibly contain such terrifying Destruction Power.
And for this Destruction Feather Tyrannosaur to survive amid such horrifying Destruction Power, it definitely had even more secrets hidden within it.
Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned slightly. With his spiritual power, he could naturally tell that this was not Destruction Power controlled by the Destruction Feather Tyrannosaur itself. It was more like the creature had been enveloped by Destruction Power.
Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke in a deep voice. "Yun Chen, come here."
Yun Chen walked over.
"Do you see it?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo pointed at the mass of black-purple mist.
"This Destruction Power has already condensed into substance."
"This is no longer a matter of twenty thousand