Luna's heart softened. Her fingertips gently traced its fine scales, not daring to use any force at all. Like a pair of chopsticks, it was really so tiny.
The little crimson snake squinted its eyes contentedly.
The Priest hobbled in, leaning on his bone staff. His cloudy gaze swept over Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Zeke Veridian, and Malachi Arcanus, only then noticing their changes. His hands trembled in shock: "You all… broke through to the eighth rank?"
Although Malachi Arcanus hadn't reached the eighth rank, he was already at Seventh Rank Peak. With this strength, he could practically sweep through the surrounding tribes.
He wasn't much weaker than The Old Beast King of Beast King City.
Lyle Sutton finally noticed the changes in their aura. His eyes swept over each of them, so shocked he almost yanked out a handful of his beard: "What… How did you all do it?"
