Divine Might

When the Nine-Headed Lion heard this, its entire body released blazing golden light. That person was too arrogant and dared to claim it as a mount in front of everyone. That was unforgivable.

Everyone turned around, wishing to see just who it was that was so domineering. Was he going to trigger a shocking great confrontation at this gathering?

Black mist pervaded the air. Several youngsters stood there, all of them wearing black iron battle clothes. Their bodies flickered with dark light, their auras incomparably powerful!

A few people suddenly understood. These were Flood Region's Black Feather Race cultivators, the great geniuses that rose up in this clan in recent years. A few days ago, Shi Hao had dealt with this clan's experts in that floating palace. They were going to take revenge.