"Oh, that was Yuan Ya's voice!" Xiao Hua was slightly startled. He withdrew his soul threads, his figure flickered, and he teleported away. When Xiao Hua emerged from space, he found himself amid a vast expanse of rolling hills stretching for perhaps ten thousand li. Under the moonlight, every hill gave off a faint phosphorescent glow—some golden, some green, some yellow. Thousands of Creation Sect disciples stood around the hills with magical implements in hand, the mana around each of them brewing as they remained ready to strike at any moment. Within the hills, however, everything was in ruins. More than a dozen hills had been forcibly uprooted, and thousands of shattered fragments lay scattered across several hundred li. High in the night sky, two thousand-foot-tall figures were locked in fierce combat!
One of them was Yuan Ya. He had transformed into a thousand-foot Dharma body, yet his Dharma body differed somewhat from that of ordinary human cultivators. Beneath muscles like cast bronze and forged iron grew a layer of black wolf fur, while his arms and legs had taken on wolf-like forms. Most notably, his eyes shone green in the darkness, no different from a wolf's. An aura even fiercer than that of a Wolf God seeped from the black-furred Dharma body, spreading throughout the space within a thousand li.
Opposite Yuan Ya stood a Primordial Chaos Beast wreathed in seven-colored radiance. Its body resembled an ape's, its arms hanging past its knees, and its face was crimson red. A pair of seven-colored wings grew from its back, somewhat resembling those of a peacock. With every flap, they not only emitted rosy light, but also fired strange light-spikes through space.
"Roar..." Yuan Ya howled again, like a wolf baying at the moon. A force of starlight and moonlight descended