To be precise, it didn't disappear but was fully absorbed into his body.
"What on earth is this Beast Spirit?"
The Fourth Prince's heart was filled with shock. Between the white mountains and black waters, there was no such terrifying mountain beast spirit.
In comparison, even the finest Mountain Monarch among beast spirits was utterly insignificant.
He watched as the "Beast Spirit" slowly emerged from the flames, seemingly holding a Long Spear. With each step, the ground beneath would crack instantly, and the flames trailing behind danced like his cloak.
The Fourth Prince gritted his teeth. No matter how fierce and bold a Jin warrior might be, they could hardly muster any ferocity against such a beast.
But as the Fourth Prince of the Great Jin Kingdom, son of Wanyan Aguda, he refused to lose his prestige in front of mere Song people, stubbornly straightening his chest and picking up a Warhammer.
The Beast Spirit's step suddenly paused, as if looking at him, or perhaps not.
