"Hey, these beasts are quite ugly." Ling Xiao looked at the group of beasts in front of him, wondering if the beasts he had met in Chang'an were of a better bloodline than those at the Dongfang Continent.
A fresh breeze fluttered across the beautiful landscape, but in the middle of the picturesque surroundings, a group of massive beasts towered above the grass.
The bulky bodies were shivering as they lay prostrate on the ground; the dry and cracked skin was grey, resembling a crumbled mountain, shivering in admiration and trepidation.
Although Ling Xiao called the beasts ugly, everyone present could not help but feel somewhat in awe from the strength that these behemoths contained. Beneath the skin were taut muscles, and just looking at the ground that was sinking beneath their bodies, the weight was overwhelming.