Spirit, essence, and mind adjusted to their peak.
Lu Chenzhou reached out and gripped the handle of the long spear. The moment he touched it, a tiger's roar, suffused with the aura of ages, exploded into his mind!
"Roar!"
Within Lu Chenzhou's heart and spirit, a four-legged giant beast descended from the heavens—a creature with wings on its back, silver fur bristling upright like steel needles, and a character resembling "King" patterned across its forehead.
"So the Winged Tiger really does exist..."
This giant beast looked similar to a tiger, but not entirely the same. Around its neck, a mane as flowing as a lion's or like the whiskers of a dragon fluttered elegantly.
"Truly magnificent. This must be the mutant beast recorded in the ancient documents. However, this mutant beast that once showed itself briefly centuries ago has most likely gone extinct by now."
