The Golden-Eyed Zhu Yan's aura was exceptionally powerful, and rolling waves of sound echoed endlessly through the secret realm.
Though still young, it already stood over seven feet tall, its bulging muscles brimming with the beauty of raw strength.
Its golden eyes were even more soul-seizing.
The golden light they emitted seemed capable of turning into sharp swords that could wound others.
"Roar!" Zhuyan scratched its belly, gathering a handful of folds, while its jaws kept working up and down. Clearly, it was hungry.
Yet even its expression of hunger was far too ferocious. Its voice rolled like thunder, forcing Ye Xuefan and Ye Xuecang to cast spells to protect their ears.
Zhuyan looked around as well, but saw no food, only Ye Jingcheng, Ye Xuecang, and Ye Xuefan.
It watched with both fear and yearning. Clearly, it had already sensed the Soul Pact and knew that Ye Jingcheng before it was its master.
In fact, a closer look would reveal a trace of resentment in its golden eyes, though it was buried deep.
Ye Jingcheng took out the demon beast carcasses he had prepared for his spirit beasts.
At the sight, a strange light shone in Zhuyan's eyes, filled with intense longing.
Only when Ye Jingcheng handed the meat over did they see Zhuyan bring its fists together in a cupped-hand salute. Then it accepted the demon beast meat and began feasting.
"This Zhuyan is quite intelligent. It must have been able to sense everything outside while still in its sealed egg," Ye Xuecang transmitted to Ye Jingcheng from beside him.
There was another meaning beneath Ye Xuecang's words: this Zhuyan still did not entirely accept Ye Jingcheng.
Otherwise, it would not have offered such a casual cupped-hand salute when accepting the food.
Of course, that was easy to