Speaking of which, this behemoth phantom was actually rather beautiful.
Wu Chu had originally thought that Chaos Behemoths generally looked like the dragon-headed, serpent-bodied behemoth he had encountered before—smooth as a mirror, long and slender, built for drifting and weaving through Primordial Chaos.
Yet the behemoth before him was nothing of the sort. It had a dragon's head, a horse's mane, a Qilin Clan body, armor covering its entire form, and hooked claws on all four limbs. Its mane stretched from its spine all the way to its tail, and that long tail was nearly as long as its body, somewhat like the enormous tail of the strange beast Zou Wu. Its scales were black as ink, yet dark golden divine patterns shimmered across them.
When it opened its mouth and roared, several rows of jagged teeth were exposed. Its golden eyes blazed like twin flames, though Wu Chu could not tell whether they had always been like that or whether he had angered it.
It was undoubtedly ferocious, but that ferocity did nothing to diminish its beauty. Wu Chu could not help wondering what kind of terrifying storm it would stir up when it ran through Primordial Chaos. If possible, he truly wanted to claim this giant egg for himself.
Just imagine it—wouldn't riding such a behemoth out in the future be far more impressive than Taishang's Azure Ox, the Bodhisattva's Hou, or Tongtian's Kui Ox?
But for the sake of his own life, he could only force down that possessiveness.
Seeing the creature yield, Wu Chu's confidence rose. He snorted softly. "If you want your egg to stay intact, you'd better stop throwing a tantrum. Do you think you're the only one with a temper?"
Wu Chu clasped the black egg covered in dark golden divine patterns in