Old Lu, Run!

On the battlefield.

Lu Feng's domineering sword, drawing upon the Extreme Yang Breath, came down. Though Yi Huo Yang Dou did everything it could to evade, pressured by the Raging Fire Tornado behind it, it was ultimately unable to avoid having its back slashed open.

Yet there was none of the usual spray of blood. Almost the instant it was wounded, Yi Huo Yang Dou endured the agonizing pain from its injury and used the terrifying heat clinging to the sword force to sear and brand the wound shut. The blood that splashed out was instantly evaporated into nothingness.

Lu Feng watched Yi Huo Yang Dou's actions and could not help being startled by such a self-mutilating method of healing.

In that brief moment of distraction.

Yi Huo Yang Dou seized the chance to catch its breath. Its chest abruptly swelled, and a condensed ball of flame burst from its enormous lion head.

In the blink of an eye, it had closed in on Lu Feng.

The terrifying Yang Breath compressed within the fireball scorched Lu Feng's entire body as though it were about to dehydrate him.

Yi Huo Yang Dou's spewing attack was somewhat similar to that Grand Yama Demon Lion's from before. Both instantly condensed their own source power and expelled it like a dragon's breath, but the difference in might between the two was as vast as heaven and earth.

This attack unleashed by the Yi Huo Yang Dou before him not only contained its own source power, but also drew upon some of the Heaven and Earth Yang Breath leaking into the surroundings.

In terms of power, it was enough to obliterate any soulmaster at the Heaven Soul Realm Initial Breath level, burning them into nothingness in an instant.

In the distance, Ye Fan and the