Pokémon: Golden Lion Mastiff

Boom—

A deafening blast sent fallen leaves swirling through the forest. An ancient tree so wide it took several people to encircle it snapped in half, its enormous crown crashing to the ground and kicking up clouds of dust.

At the same time, a figure wreathed in crimson flames descended from the sky—it was a three-headed Soul Beast. Each head was savage and terrifying, spitting scorching sparks, while flames roiled around its body like living creatures, radiating suffocating heat.

The instant the ancient tree fell, a figure wielding a longsword was violently thrown away. The glow of the six spirit rings on his body had dimmed, and he crashed miserably onto the gravel-strewn ground.

"Damn! A fifty-thousand-year Three-Headed Scarlet Demon Mastiff? My luck is way too good!"

The Spirit Emperor clad in One-word Battle Armor struggled to his feet. Staring at the giant beast relentlessly pursuing him, he could not help cursing under his breath.

He had only been teleported into the Myriad Beast Platform a short while ago. After hunting barely a dozen low-level Soul Beasts, he had run into this top-tier Ferocious Beast. His bad luck was truly overwhelming.

The Three-Headed Scarlet Demon Mastiff was a powerful Soul Beast that contained a portion of True Dragon bloodline and wielded power close to Ultimate Fire. Though it was not a super Soul Beast, its fifty-thousand-year cultivation gave it combat strength approaching that of a Soul Douluo without battle armor.

Although this Spirit Emperor had reached six rings, he possessed only One-word Battle Armor, which could raise his strength only to the Soul Saint level.

Facing this canine Soul Beast with its keen nose and formidable combat power, he knew his chances of escape were slim—canine Soul Beasts already possessed absurd tracking abilities, and this Scarlet Demon Mastiff had clearly