"Hehe." Du Yu also laughed.
The Desolate Silver Lynx sensed correctly; he was indeed a bit worried,
though the growth momentum of the Desolate Silver Lynx was promising when it comes to breaking through in levels, Demon Beasts were not ones to 'gradually stop developing.'
There's no telling when the growth momentum would come to an abrupt halt.
A Demon Beast could be stuck at a certain stage and unable to make any progress for a lifetime.
And as the Desolate Silver Lynx gradually approached the Peak of Demon General, she was also nearing the growth limit of the lynx species.
"You once said, there is a Heterochromatic Desert Lynx in this world that reached the Demon Emperor Level." The Desolate Silver Lynx slowly slunk down.
She switched to using her furry face to press Du Yu against the wall, rubbing against his body.
Du Yu: ???
"Gala gala."
The Demon Breath Battle Robe on Du Yu's back rubbed against the stone wall of the cave, crushing the rock into fine sand.
