Whoosh-
With a soft sound, the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame began burning gently in Xiao Yan's hand.
The instant the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame appeared, that oppressive sensation returned.
"This!" The Amethyst Winged Lion King's pupils widened, disbelief filling her eyes as she instinctively shielded the little purple lion behind her.
Although she had never seen this thing before, she could roughly guess what it was.
That pressure, as though countless ferocious beasts surrounded her, and the suppression coming from deep within her bloodline-what else could it be but the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame?
But... how could this human possibly possess the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame?
"Roar! Human, what exactly are you here for?!" The Amethyst Winged Lion King let out a low, warning roar and arched her back. To her senses, Xiao Yan now resembled an ancient ferocious beast. Although his level of power was far below hers... her instincts told her that this human was anything but ordinary. She might win if they truly fought, but the human was unlikely to die. And if he were truly driven into a corner...
Her wings shielded the little lion, who had already begun reacting in distress, and the Amethyst Winged Lion King's expression grew grim.
Much as she hated to admit it, she actually felt that she could not protect her child from this human who was merely a Da Dou Shi.
Her husband had died at the hands of a human with golden wings on his back. She absolutely could not allow anything to happen to his flesh and blood!
"I told you, I came to discuss something with you." Spreading his hands, Xiao Yan withdrew the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame into his body under the Amethyst Winged Lion King's uncertain gaze, then casually condensed a sofa out of