Lion's Roar ranked thirty-fifth on the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Art Ranking. It could temporarily rob enemies of their ability to resist. Forget Dust Monk had mastered two mighty spiritual arts as well as the Soul Locking Beads; that was how he had remained carefree to this day. It was precisely for this reason that Yan Feng, the high priest of the Fire Barbarian Tribe, had taken him in and captured Core Formation Stage female cultivators for his pleasure.
In the cultivation world, strength reigned supreme. If Forget Dust Monk had been a useless wine sack and rice bag, Yan Feng would not have indulged him.
When Wang Changsheng heard the roar, he felt an unbearable pain in his eardrums, followed by a sharp agony in his sea of consciousness.
With a flash of golden light, a string of golden Buddhist beads with shifting radiance appeared above his head. A red axe shadow shot toward him, with a Golden Flood Dragon close behind. The Blue Water Flood Dragon had already been torn to pieces by the Golden Flood Dragon.
A blue sound wave arrived in a flash and struck the golden Buddhist beads, sending them flying backward at once. The red axe shadow cleaved into Wang Changsheng.
Like a kite with its string cut, Wang Changsheng was sent flying backward. Halfway through, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His clothes tore apart, revealing the inner armor beneath.
An angry dragon's roar rang out as a massive Golden Flood Dragon lunged at him. Its incomparably thick tail struck Wang Changsheng squarely, sending him flying backward again. He spat out another mouthful of blood.
Before he could even stop, a blaze of fire suddenly flared up behind him, and Yan Li stepped out from within it.
The Barbarian Race were natural