(There was no backlog, so I'm taking tomorrow off for a day.)
Sizzling flames soared skyward. Under the swirling motion of the Wild Sun Old Monster's Scarlet Sun Banner, thirty-six enormous fireballs transformed into the True Sun Desolation-Destroying Formation and rolled toward Scorpion Demon and Nine-Ren Mountain.
At this moment, the Wild Sun Old Monster was gnashing his teeth at Nine-Ren Mountain and Scorpion Demon. Several times, they had nearly dealt a grievous blow to the White Lion Masked Man.
Given the situation before him, with Lu Xiaotian being held back by several Pill Saints, even killing or grievously wounding one Great Zenith Golden Immortal-level expert would have been enough to break the deadlock and establish an overwhelming advantage in one stroke.
Unfortunately, several excellent opportunities had been ruined by Scorpion Demon and Nine-Ren Mountain, those two stirring sticks in the cesspool.
Not only had he failed to succeed, but the Scarlet Sun Banner had instead taken a strike from the White Lion Masked Man's Lion Wind Howling Cloud Blade.
Now, as he waved the Scarlet Sun Banner to control the thirty-six enormous fireballs and form the array, a shallow blade mark had been carved into the swirling banner.
Every time the Wild Sun Old Monster saw it, his heart ached as though it were being twisted by a knife.
All of this had started because of Nine-Ren Mountain and Scorpion Demon. Even if he had to pay some price, he would slaughter the two of them on the spot!
In his fury, the Wild Sun Old Monster cast a True Flame Scroll. The scroll transformed into a fire curtain that blotted out the heavens, directly enveloping Scorpion Demon and Nine-Ren Mountain.
At once, Scorpion Demon and Nine-Ren Mountain felt their surroundings change. Everywhere within their sight and divine sense