The Golden Peacock was still alive and doing quite well; indeed, the Golden Element magical beasts had thick skins.
Though its injuries were not fatal, the intense emotional upheaval was quite stimulating.
Especially when it saw Zhao Yi casually slap the heavily injured Golden Armor Magic God away, leaving its life and death unknown.
The next moment, Zhao Yi was almost swallowed by the space rift.
The contrast was so great it nearly caused the Golden Peacock's anxious heart to falter.
Just as the Golden Peacock thought Zhao Yi was almost doomed in the space rift, the rift stopped.
It stopped right at Zhao Yi's brow, just a hair's breadth away from tearing him apart.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The group of Dharma Bodies behind Ailefa God frowned at him, unsure why this old man suddenly refrained from taking action.
The protagonist and several magical beasts were puzzled in their hearts too.
The protagonist was different from those magical beasts.
