Xiaoyu landed on the ground, quickly hiding behind a giant boulder to shield himself from the shockwave of magical energy, his mind swimming with confusion. What on earth was this black horse? Could it be a spirit beast?
Xiaoyu looked in astonishment and suspicion at the black steed in the sky, unsure of what was about to happen. Was this black horse a monster? If it were a monster, Xiaoyu would be utterly no match for it.
The black steed possessed robust and powerful limbs, running as swiftly as the wind. It let out a deep, resonant neigh in the sky, deafeningly loud. Seemingly venting pent-up frustration, the black steed galloped wildly across the sky, churning the airflow within the entire enclosed space into utter chaos.
Chapter 70