The Kunpeng phantom, though fleeting, was enough to scare the piss out of people.
Many Cultivators traveling through the sky from afar all trembled, nearly plummeting from the air.
Some weaker Cultivators, their mental fortitude shaken, plummeted straight out of the sky and nearly died from the fall.
Near and far, countless Cultivators wore expressions of shock and horror.
The Golden-winged Elder Roc King was so excited he was just short of prostrating himself in worship.
'These Alien Races really are slow on the uptake, and so damn stubborn. Heh... I think I'm going to do very well for myself here! When the time comes, I'll lead a host of the Ten Thousand Spirit Races and carve a path of slaughter back home.'
Ye Tianling found the situation utterly bizarre.
And that display had cost him quite a bit.
He had successfully imitated the Kunpeng Battle Soul, but manifesting such a 'Divine Beast' truly consumed a great deal of his energy.
