The Golden-winged Flying Horse, a majestic Deep Mountain Great Demon, had once been an overlord that dominated its own territory. It roamed the heavens and the earth as if they were its personal domain. Because it grew too arrogant and wreaked havoc on human society, it was apprehended and imprisoned by Martial Cultivators. That imprisonment lasted for hundreds of years.
This time, it had finally managed to break out, a true king's return. However, before it could even properly vent its frustrations, it ran into an absolute monster.
A single look and a single sentence from the other party completely cowed the Golden-winged Flying Horse, and its massive body rapidly shrank.
"Smaller. Smaller. Smaller still," Tu Xiao'an urged repeatedly from the horse's back, his eyes filled with playful amusement.
When the Golden-winged Flying Horse finally shrank to the size of a normal horse, Tu Xiao'an showed a satisfied smile. The corner of his lip curled up. "Hya..."
WHOOSH!
