All of a sudden, a black mist diffused from the black lion's body, and its pitch-black beast eyes flickered with a red light.
Nangong Mengmeng felt an invisible pressure enveloping her entire body and even breathing became extremely difficult.
"You…" Nangong Mengmeng covered her chest and gasped for air. The feeling of this phantom beast was too strange.
"You want to obtain strength?" The black lion seemed to have sensed Nangong Mengmeng's inner thoughts and his eyes that flickered with red light narrowed.
Nangong Mengmeng broke out in cold sweat under the powerful pressure. She bit her lips and nodded.
"I need strength, powerful strength… If you can't give it to me, return to your Illusion Realm." Now was not the time to investigate the origin of the black lion. Nangong Mengmeng only wanted to obtain the greatest strength.
