Golden Behemoth, Undying Mystic Phoenix

Flaming clouds churned across the sky, bathing the entire valley in a blazing orange-red glow.

In the valley, Zaitu had also become a Fire Person.

His skin was charred black and cracked, flames seeming to emerge even from the gaps in his bones. Sparks accompanied every breath from his mouth and nose, tiny flames spilled from his ears, and even within those tiger-like eyes, two balls of fire seemed to burn.

Tribulation Fire scorched him from within and without, immersing every inch of flesh, every bone, and every wisp of soul in searing agony.

That pain was enough to make even the most iron-willed person scream.

But Ran Tu did not.

Even as his body and soul endured the burning of Tribulation Fire, he held on through sheer willpower, standing like a stone statue with his back always ramrod straight.

Seeing Ran Tu's resilience, Li Qi, Bear, Tireda, and the others could not help but admire him.

"As expected of a descendant of the Heavenly King Wudao."

Li Qi nodded inwardly, his eyes filled with sincere respect.

Ran Tu's ancestor, the Heavenly King Wudao who had once left behind a glorious name in the Empire's history, had been renowned for his fearless fighting style.

Now, it seemed that the toughness carved into his bones had indeed been passed down through the generations.

Li Qi turned to look at Tireda.

When it came to willpower, Barbarian Tribe warriors had never been inferior to anyone. Even the most ordinary Barbarian Tribe warrior could endure the bone-scraping, flesh-cutting pain of the Superman Potion.

And as the leader of the Barbarian Tribe, Tireda's willpower was even more unmatched. Though the Body Burning Tribulation was cruel, Li Qi believed Tireda's performance would not be inferior to Ran Tu's.

The true test would still be the