At the same time.
In a mountain hollow.
Here, the earth shook and the mountains quaked.
As Yi Lin transformed into a shadow and escaped from the Half-Buddha Statue, it completely collapsed, with huge boulders breaking off from the mountain peaks and cliffs, falling continuously—a scene resembling the end of the world.
Boom boom boom—
Rain chilled to the bone slapped carelessly against Yi Lin's face, leaving him no time to wipe it away.
He looked solemnly at the sky, at the enormous figure stretching its wings in the night rain, deep in thought.
"Roar—"
The Giant Beast roared to the heavens, as if expressing a sense of exhilaration, or perhaps weeping and wailing in sorrow.
Not understanding the beast's language, Yi Lin could only guess at the creature's true emotions.
At this moment, thanks to the weak moonlight, Yi Lin was barely able to make out the posture of the Giant Beast.
The Giant Beast spread its wings, which spanned nearly twenty meters from tip to tip.