Ten Kylin heads, each with a different expression, yet all exuding a thick, primordial wildness.
The next moment, the ten Golden Core Phenomena merged into one, and the figures of the ten Kylin seemed to fuse together as well, forming an even larger Kylin.
In an instant, a boundless aura of cruelty, savagery, and wildness swept through the space.
Everyone gazed at the enormous Kylin figure, feeling as if a Saint Beast Kylin from the ancient wilderness had awakened from its slumber, crossing the rivers of history, traveling through countless eras to appear before them.
Zhu Peng seemed to have reached the peak of fury, his rear Golden Core Phenomenon barely emerged when he was about to charge forward.