Seeing his own mount being thrashed one blow after another, Zhaohong True Lord's expression remained unchanged.
The Horned Chi-Tiger had become his mount for good reason.
Any tiger with wings was an extraordinary breed; one born with a chi dragon's head was all the more exceptional. The Winged Chi-Horned Tiger was a rare beast he had painstakingly sought out—how could it possibly be inferior to that one-horned Jade Pixiu?
Sure enough, millions of miles away, clouds churned as a tiger's roar shook the heavens.
In an instant, wind and clouds surged, dragons and tigers roared. Swept up in boundless wind and cloud, the Horned Chi-Tiger likewise expanded to a million miles in size. Its tiger claws tore through space with every swing, stirring astral winds that battered the Jade Pixiu into repeated wails.
For a time, the two spirit beasts and exotic beasts tore into each other, sending the sea of clouds across millions of miles rolling and the thunderfire across hundreds of millions of miles boiling.
Other than exchanging two moves, Lingfeng True Lord and Zhaohong True Lord had remained where they stood, making no further movements.
Suddenly, Lingfeng True Lord smiled. "Speaking of which, I previously exchanged a few bouts with Penglai's Yangyan Yuanyi True Lord. Yuanyi True Lord truly deserved to be called the foremost of Penglai Dao Sect's Yuan generation. That fire divine art of his burned me into a miserable state."
"I simply wonder how much of Yuanyi True Lord's brilliance Zhaohong True Lord possesses. Can you let me enjoy myself as well?"
Enjoy himself?
Zhaohong True Lord narrowed his eyes slightly and silently regarded Lingfeng True Lord opposite him. "It seems this poor Daoist must show some real skill."
As he spoke, Zhaohong True Lord formed a hand seal. Three flowers gathered above his