The center of the cold eyes was a slit pupil, exuding the icy cold unique to cold-blooded animals.
Suddenly appearing in the distance, an unabashed oppressive force made Turbid Lizard, one of the twelve predators near the Piercing Gate, abruptly open its long-dormant eyes, breaking the silence that had lasted for decades.
"Hiss hiss hiss!"
A red core stretched out from its mouth, as if Turbid Lizard sniffed the danger in the air, the four pairs of wings protecting its body during its slumber gradually unfolded, revealing the coiled python's body inside, densely packed scales resembling crystalline stones, giving it a semi-transparent physique, slowly stretching out its massive body curled into a ball.
Gazing into the mid-air ahead, at the seven tiny figures that disturbed its rest, Turbid Lizard knew it was facing yet another challenger aspiring to become a predator.
