The Transcendent Realm Crimson Flame Lion stood four or five meters tall, its scarlet fur like burning flames. With every swipe of its claws, the earth cracked apart.
From time to time, it spat scarlet flames that melted even hard mountain rock into lava. Its burning tail lashed down like a crimson flame whip, cleaving boulders weighing ten thousand tons.
Yet the Crimson Flame Giant Lion was in a miserable state now, howling in agony as a figure repeatedly charged into it and attacked.
A Blood Qi Dragon shimmering with golden dragon patterns roared as it surged forward, knocking the giant lion tumbling. Like a living creature, it attacked the Crimson Flame Giant Lion again and again, biting and tearing until wounds covered its body.
The giant lion roared and spewed blazing flames, scattering the blood dragon and trying to engulf the warrior.
But intricate golden battle marks erupted across the warrior's body. Like an indestructible war god, he forcibly blocked the onslaught of flames. The golden marks flashed with dazzling light, merely rippling beneath the crimson flames.
This was the power of the Overlord Body Battle Pattern Record. His acupoints stored immense amounts of energy, so he did not even need to draw on his body's energy to withstand attacks. Nor did he need to replenish it afterward; the marks constantly absorbed spiritual energy from heaven and earth to restore themselves.
Fang Mo had tested the might of the Overlord Body Battle Pattern Record countless times already. He seemed entirely unsurprised, even as the surrounding rocks melted into lava beneath the crimson flames.
The Crimson Flame Lion stopped spewing fire, clearly somewhat exhausted, sparks flickering in its mouth.
"Finished?"
"Then it's my turn!"
A cold look crossed Fang Mo's face. He abruptly clenched both fists, and the acupoints along