Luna Sutton's heart softened, and her fingertips gently brushed over its fine scales, not daring to use force, chopstick-like, really so small.
The Little Crimson Snake squinted comfortably.
The Priest strolled in, leaning on the Bone Staff, his murky gaze swept over Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Zeke Veridian, and Malachi Arcanus, only to discover their change, his hand trembling in shock: "You... all broke through to the Eighth Rank?"
Although Malachi Arcanus hadn't reached the Eighth Rank, he was at the Seventh Rank Peak, a strength that could nearly sweep through surrounding tribes.
Even not much worse than The Old Beast King of the Beast King City.
Lyle Sutton only then noticed the change in their aura, his gaze swept over them one by one, so shocked that he almost tore out a tuft of beard: "This... how did you do it?"
