Metal Swallowing Beast Corpse

Looking at Hanxi's expression, it was filled with hate towards him. Those purple gold eyes looked over regularly with a fierce glow like it wanted to just slay him with one knife.

If he continued to call out to it like that, he would end up being on the receiving end of its attacks.

Zong Shou sighed to himself. It wasn't as good as his natural protector beast. Compared to his favorite spirit beast Little Gold it was largely worse. Although the saint fire silver ant was good, it couldn't be ordered around by him.

He was mentally connected to the lightning winged flood dragon and Little Gold. The moment such thoughts rose up, the 2 of them sent back pleading intents, like they were telling him that they were extremely exhausted.

Zong Shou was startled, calming himself down and focusing on the final page of the Vairocana Mandala.