In the depths of the great grassland, a massive figure sped rapidly forward.
Standing over three meters tall, its limbs were covered in scales, its fur was a golden hue, and a cluster of golden flames burned on its forehead.
Just by looking, one could tell that this beast was extraordinary.
"Is this the new Beast King? The sage Roy once mentioned that he faced a silver lion," Ponken Wilson pondered as he observed the charging Golden Lion King.
The Golden Lion King reached Ponken Wilson in an instant, striking a fierce claw.
Ponken Wilson swung his blade, and in that instant, a straight white line subtly burst forth from his blade, flashing to life.
This line was incredibly bright, dazzlingly white.
It was also extremely straight, extending four meters in length.
At close range, it seemed as though Ponken Wilson had cleaved a rift in the void itself.
As the Golden Lion King's giant claw touched this line, the entire paw split open directly down the middle.
