C37 The Sound of the Sky Shaking Roar

The Silver Ying Beast struck Ye Cann as an oddly shaped puppy, with disproportionately thick limbs and not a single hair on its body. Its silvery white scales shimmered, reflecting undulating ripples of light.

In a hushed tone, Ye Cann inquired, "Old man, when do we make our move?"

Yu Tianlang's face took on a hint of gravity