'However, to be able to command such a fierce beast in the mountains and also utilize such a chilling yin energy is somewhat unexpected... Just not sure about the power, can it battle that giant snake?'
With this thought, Han Xiaoru looked once more at the remarkable lynx, whose eyes seemed to shoot ghostly flames, and felt a certain closeness.
The Four Daoist Sects each have their own unique secret skills, generally not needed, but in certain special circumstances, they can play a huge role.
Sima Rou, since her childhood, had gone to the mountains to apprentice under a famed teacher. Being smart, she learned much more than Han Wushang.
Randomly taking something out would consist of unimaginable methods.
"A mere wild cat dares block the road, is it craving to feed my precious?"
A sticky and smooth feminine voice sounded, and the white snake suddenly raised its head, howling at the moon, faintly emitting a dragon's roar.
