Ye Zhen felt a flash of white light, and a gust of wind blew as the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten, its body stretching to a hundred meters, carried a porcelain bowl, the size of an adult's palm, with its front paws. The bowl's surface was perfectly level, not a drop of water spilled, and the wooden table a hundred meters away was completely undamaged, only the porcelain bowl had vanished.
The faces of the martial artists watching from afar suddenly showed a look of shock.
Today, they had seen many demon beasts, not a thousand, then at least eight hundred, but none could perform as neatly and cleanly as this Cloud Winged Tiger King.
"This..."
The Beast Taming Sect's eldest disciple rubbed his eyes in disbelief, staring at the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten, his face filled with astonishment.
