Xiaohuang's massive body lay beside Su Chen, lazily dozing off, too idle to cultivate. Because its true form was a Golden Burying Immortal Lion, Xiaohuang only needed to continuously swallow and devour energy to refine and integrate it.
Feeling quite bored, Xiaohuang raised its head, looked at the hazy void, and asked curiously, "Boss, how come I always feel like there's an eye staring at us?"
An eye?
Chapter 448