"Go to hell!!!"
The Amethyst Winged Lion King's furious roar echoed through the surrounding mountains. Accompanied by its leonine bellow, the purple crystal light covering its body blazed brilliantly.
The surging purple flames grew ever more ferocious, curling and gathering into a massive pillar of violet fire that shot toward the heavens. The towering fire pillar was extraordinarily hot, warping the surrounding air. Even from far away, Yan Qingshan and the others felt as though they were being scorched by the flames, sweat pouring down their foreheads.
"Wuwu..."
The young Amethyst Winged Lion King coughed softly, trying to make a sound, but Yan Qingshan had it by the neck and its mouth firmly covered. The noises it made could not travel more than a few meters, much less reach the two above, who were busy fighting and could not possibly notice such a tiny disturbance below.
"You think Lord White Fang is afraid of you!"
All four pairs of the Eight-winged Black Serpent Emperor's wings beat at once. Amid howling black winds, a terrifying tornado pierced from earth to sky, sweeping up countless rocks and uprooting thousands of trees as debris flew wildly in every direction.
The Amethyst Winged Lion King had no mood to trade barbs with this fellow. It only wanted its child back. "Eight-winged Black Serpent Emperor, return my child to me, or you will not leave the Magical Beast Mountain Range today!"
"Yo-ho! You think Lord White Fang was scared into growing up? Sorry, I don't have feet. I don't need to walk—I fly!"
The Eight-winged Black Serpent Emperor still wore that disdainful attitude. Naturally, its words enraged the Amethyst Winged Lion King, and a great battle was on the verge of erupting.
The Eight-winged Black Serpent Emperor chuckled. All eight wings flapped in unison, and