The sudden turn of events left Ethan, a modern young man from Earth, momentarily stunned.
"Ma… Ma… Master?" Julian stammered, his voice trembling.
"Good disciple!" the youth shouted with a booming laughter. "Come with your Master! Let's conquer the lands, make the world kneel before us! Hahahaha!"
As the words left his mouth, the man shimmered with a dark light. In an instant, he swept Julian off his feet—literally—whisking him away in a blur. The next second, his true form emerged: a towering Black Qilin, with Julian now riding on his back like a knight on a mythical steed.
"Let's move out, boys!" the Black Qilin roared, his voice rolling like thunder.
The other beasts reacted quickly. The purple-hued Illusionary Qilin carrying the Central Dominion Guard soared after him, its body trailing a ribbon of light. But there was no denying it—compared to the Illusionary Qilin, this Black one exuded a dominant, primal energy.
