An ancient forest stretched as far as the eye could see. The sky was azure, with a few white clouds drifting by.
Within the boundless mountain range, countless peaks vied in splendor, like sharp swords thrusting straight into the clouds. In this land overflowing with spiritual energy, even the ordinary grass and trees were exceptionally verdant, as though carved from fine jade.
Ancient trees stood one after another, their trunks thick and branches lush, their leaves forming a canopy that blotted out the sky and sun. Mist coiled through the mountains, spiritual energy filled the air, spirit birds danced overhead, and savage beasts roamed about, as if this were an age before civilization.
Yet high above the mountain range, furious lion roars shook the heavens and earth.
Azure and crimson colors nearly blanketed half the sky.
A massive Magical Beast was covered from head to toe in a layer of purple crystalline armor. Under the sunlight, it gleamed brilliantly, almost dazzling to the eye.
Its head was that of a ferocious-looking lion. A fiery red spiral horn grew from its crown, with clusters of purple flames coiling around its tip. Its blood-red eyes glimmered with an unusual violet light. A pair of purple wings grew from the sides of its enormous lion body, and with every flap, pale purple flames swept forth in an overwhelming tide. Its four thick claws were likewise wrapped in purple crystal, and every step it took made the very air tremble.
This was a Sixth-Level Magical Beast, the Purple Crystal Lion King.
Its opponent was a woman dressed in a plain skirt, her voluptuous figure wrapped within it. Her long black hair had been gathered into an elegant phoenix-shaped hair ornament.
She held a peculiar long sword radiating azure light. Her three thousand strands of