Hunting the Crimson Flame Lion

At Zhu Wei's command, the team immediately rushed toward the Crimson Flame Lion.

Chen Lin drew the Orchid Sword, erupted with all his strength, and sprinted after Wang Ming and the others, charging toward the demonic beasts surrounding the Crimson Flame Lion.

As the team's archer, Wu Fan did not charge into battle alongside the others. Instead, he chose a spot with a relatively clear view and higher ground, drew his bow, and fired.

"Roar~"

Before Chen Lin and the others could rush into the beast horde, Zhu Wei's heavy hammer had already smashed toward the Crimson Flame Lion's head.

The Crimson Flame Lion clearly remembered Zhu Wei, the martial artist who had chased it last time. Before Zhu Wei's hammer could fall, it let out an angry roar, and a torrent of scorching flames spewed from its mouth, sweeping toward Zhu Wei.

Zhu Wei had clearly prepared for the Crimson Flame Lion's flames. His body immediately twisted, and borrowing the weight of his hammer, he spun fiercely through the air and evaded the Crimson Flame Lion's fiery breath.

Chen Lin and the others charged into the beast horde and launched into a frenzied slaughter of the demonic beasts within.

The Crimson Flame Lion's roar and Chen Lin's group's assault drove the demonic beasts into a furious rage.

Their eyes bloodshot, the demonic beasts fixed their gazes on Chen Lin and the others. One after another, like enraged trucks, they charged without pause.

Chen Lin used his Entering the Hall and Reaching the Inner Chamber movement technique, wielding his sword like a saber as he continuously hacked at the charging demonic beasts.

"Whoosh~ whoosh~"

Wu Fan's arrows arrived as well, slicing through the air.

They did not seek to kill their enemies. They only sought to cripple the demonic beasts' ability to move as efficiently as possible, creating the best possible environment for Zhu Wei and He Yanjun to join forces and kill the Crimson Flame Lion without interference from the beast horde.

Jiang Tianyu wielded a long spear like a swimming dragon. Either he stabbed out the demonic beasts' eyes or smashed apart their forelegs, his body as nimble as an ape's.

Just as he smashed apart another demonic beast's front paw, a Ghost Night Cat that had somehow appeared behind him suddenly launched an attack.

"Not good!"

The Ghost Night Cat was so fast that by the time Jiang Tianyu noticed it, it was already too late to dodge.

"Roar!"

The Ghost Night Cat's gaping maw reeked of blood and rot as it bit toward the arm Jiang Tianyu instinctively raised to block it.

Looks like I'm going to get hurt this time! Jiang Tianyu's face darkened.

"Get lost!"

With an angry shout, the Ghost Night Cat pouncing on Jiang Tianyu was sent flying more than ten meters away by a brown boulder with a bang. Unable to withstand the force, the massive boulder instantly shattered into countless smaller pieces.

The moment the Ghost Night Cat appeared behind Jiang Tianyu, Chen Lin had noticed its furtive form.

It had pounced at Jiang Tianyu far too quickly. By the time Chen Lin wanted to call out a warning, it was already too late, so he could only kick a huge rock beside him toward the Ghost Night Cat.

To increase the rock's speed, Chen Lin had even infused it with Spirit Sense Power. That was how he managed to knock the Ghost Night Cat away before it could injure Jiang Tianyu.

Jiang Tianyu froze for a moment before gratefully saying to Chen Lin, "A Lin! Thank you!"

"What are you thanking me for? We're brothers," Chen Lin replied casually as he kicked a demonic beast flying, then turned back.

Watching Chen Lin's agile movements, so full of explosive force, Jiang Tianyu was secretly astonished. He could not understand how Chen Lin's strength had improved so quickly.

After all, judging by the speed at which that rock had flown just now, Jiang Tianyu knew that even with his own strength, accomplishing the same thing would be somewhat difficult.

While Chen Lin's group fought the Crimson Flame Lion's underlings in a blazing battle, Zhu Wei and He Yanjun's fight against the Crimson Flame Lion was equally intense.

Not only could the Crimson Flame Lion breathe fire, its strength and speed also far surpassed those of ordinary Martial Grandmasters.

Even peak Martial Grandmasters like Zhu Wei and He Yanjun did not dare engage the physically powerful Crimson Flame Lion in a head-on clash.

"Roar~"

The Crimson Flame Lion grew more and more irritable. Its bloodshot eyes constantly scanned its surroundings, and it had already begun to consider fleeing.

"Old He, watch out. This fellow is getting ready to slip away. We can't let it escape this time!" Having seen the Crimson Flame Lion's cunning before, Zhu Wei immediately understood its intentions when he saw its eyes darting around.

"Don't worry. It won't get away!" He Yanjun swung his longsaber, slashing at the Crimson Flame Lion again and again, each strike faster and heavier than the last.

Suddenly, whether the Crimson Flame Lion had understood Zhu Wei and He Yanjun's conversation or for some other reason, it lunged rapidly toward Zhu Wei, its speed abruptly increasing by several degrees.

"Bang~"

The instant Zhu Wei raised his hammer to block, the Crimson Flame Lion's claw sent him flying far away.

He Yanjun's figure flashed as he hurriedly slashed at the Crimson Flame Lion's neck, preventing it from escaping.

"Die, beast!" Zhu Wei sprang to his feet as true qi surged continuously from within him into the great hammer in his hand. A faint aura wrapped around the pitch-black iron hammer, giving off an astonishing presence.

Seeing that Zhu Wei was about to use his ultimate move, He Yanjun quickly increased the frequency of his attacks, preventing the Crimson Flame Lion from dodging.

Sensing the terrifying aura from Zhu Wei's side, fear and fury flashed through the Crimson Flame Lion's bloodshot beast eyes. It had been injured by this hammer strike last time, so it was somewhat traumatized by it.

To evade Zhu Wei's hammer strike, the Crimson Flame Lion's scales became even redder, and the crimson in its eyes deepened further.

"Boss, we're here to help!"

While the two men and the Crimson Flame Lion remained locked in an intense battle, Chen Lin and the others had already crippled all of the Crimson Flame Lion's underlings.

Without bothering to finish them off, the group immediately rushed forward to help when they saw the Crimson Flame Lion's situation.

Since the Crimson Flame Lion was stronger than all of them, Wang Ming and Li Fei, both Martial Grandmasters, could still lend a hand. But Chen Lin, Wu Fan, and Jiang Tianyu were all Martial Masters and could not help at all. They could only spread out around the area to prevent the Crimson Flame Lion from escaping.

Seeing several more enemies appear around it, the Crimson Flame Lion stopped gathering strength. A torrent of crimson flames surged from its mouth, spraying continuously in every direction.

Just as Wang Ming and Li Fei were about to step forward to help, they could only helplessly dodge first. He Yanjun split apart the surging flames with a single slash, and his attack continued toward the Crimson Flame Lion.

After seeing Wang Ming and Li Fei evade, a red glint flashed through the Crimson Flame Lion's eyes. It actually neither dodged nor retreated, taking several of He Yanjun's blows head-on before charging at Wang Ming, who was at the Early Martial Ancestor stage.

It was even faster than when it had attacked Zhu Wei.

Seeing this, He Yanjun immediately shouted a warning. "Old Wang, watch out! That beast is coming for you!"

Wang Ming had only just regained his footing when the Crimson Flame Lion's millstone-sized claw was already upon him. With no other choice, he swung his blade to block, only to be sent flying dozens of meters.

The Crimson Flame Lion did not pause. With a leap, it prepared to flee Chen Lin and the others' encirclement at incredible speed.

"Die, beast!"

Zhu Wei, who had been gathering strength for a long time, moved at once. His figure instantly appeared dozens of meters in the air, and then he swung his pitch-black great hammer down at the Crimson Flame Lion. The strike was ferocious beyond measure, appearing before the beast in the blink of an eye.

Boom—

Roar—

The explosive thunderclap and the piercing howl of agony intertwined, making Chen Lin, who had been secretly observing the battle all along, tremble with alarm.

The Crimson Flame Lion's massive body was struck across the waist and back by Zhu Wei's hammer, instantly folding into a V shape.

As the Crimson Flame Lion struggled, wailed, and rolled about wildly, the scorching flames pouring from its mouth became even more violent.

Chen Lin and the others formed a wide circle around it, simply watching in silence as they waited for the Crimson Flame Lion to breathe its last.