Powerful Spiritual Energy rushed out of An Ran’s body as a massive icy-blue hawk unfurled its wings behind her. At that moment, the air suddenly froze and a devastating chill filled the hall.
When compared to the cold air emitted from the Mysterious Spirithail Dragon, this frosty chill was much more severe.
“To be able to force me to use the Northern Goldenstrip Seahawk; you can be proud of yourself even if you lose.” Although An Ran still had a cold expression, her eyes had turned quite serious while facing Mu Chen. No matter what happened, the latter had revealed strength that had surprised her. Moreover, she did not forget that Mu Chen was still only at the Spirit Stage Middle Phase. If he was to advance into the Heavenly Fusion Stage in the future, he would probably easily surpass her.