Boom!
The tremendous force in the Divine Wing Overlord Lion King's claws warped the Barrier. Countless Dao Patterns peeled away as violent ripples surged across its surface. His sharp claws gouged terrifying marks into it, but they healed almost at once. It was like an ordinary person drawing a sharp sword through water: the blade parted the surface for an instant, but the water closed behind it, leaving only ripples.
Roar! Roar!
The Divine Wing Overlord Lion King seemed to have gone mad. He attacked the Formation's Barrier without pause, each blow shaking it violently. Fang Chen controlled the Barrier, so every strike sent a powerful backlash through him. His body jolted, his face flushed, and a sweet taste rose in his throat. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Fang Chen!"
Fire Glazed Saint's expression changed. "How are you?"
Fang Chen gritted his teeth against the backlash. "I'm fine. It's just a little backlash!"
Fire Glazed Saint frowned. "Why don't we let the Divine Wing Overlord Lion King go? This is the Sacred Land. There are still plenty of unknown dangers here. We don't need to fight him to the death!"
Fire Glazed Saint still had many Meteor Tears. If they spared no expense and bombarded the Divine Wing Overlord Lion King with them, they could certainly kill him. But they wanted his corpse so they could make a fortune. If they spent that many Meteor Tears to kill him, they would lose money instead.
They were in the danger-ridden Sacred Land, and they needed to save the Meteor Tears for self-defense. Unless there was no other choice, Fire Glazed Saint had no intention of using them. No one knew what they might encounter next in the Sacred Land.
Fang Chen looked up at the Divine Wing Overlord Lion