The Cyan Blood Bat had a length of about eight meters and a broad back, so it was still spacious, even when there were two people sitting on top of it.
Holding onto the Cyan Blood Bat's long thin ears, Shi Yan clenched his legs tightly on its neck, as the air blowing against him was like a strong gale.
Looking down from up in the sky, the warriors in the Dead Swamp were as small as flies, and a sense of pride welled up in Shi Yan.
Riding a Demon Beast in the sky with the wind shuttling beside his ears, Shi Yan loved the feeling of riding the Cyan Blood Bat.
The Shura Blood Guard on that Cyan Blood Bat noticed Shi Yan's enjoyment. He smiled, "If Young Master Yan returned to the Yang Family, you will have a better mount, and then the Cyan Blood Bat will mean nothing."
'A better mount?'
Shi Yan's asked,"What sort of mount?"
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