Level Eight Yao Beast
Shi Yue plunged one end of the Haotian Rod into the icy lake and quickly stirred.
Before long, a vortex more than ten zhang across appeared on the lake's surface, and it continued to widen.
As he stirred the water, he tossed out over a hundred Great Fireball Talismans. They transformed into over a hundred Giant Fireballs, which came crashing down into the lake one after another.
A succession of thunderous booms rang out, and much of the White Mist hanging over the lake dispersed.
Suddenly, Shi Yue felt something seize the end of the Haotian Rod. He furrowed his brow and swiftly pulled it free, only to see a White Flood Dragon, more than thirty zhang long, clinging tightly to its end.
White scales covered the White Flood Dragon's body. A pair of white horns, each about a foot long, sprouted from its head, and a stream of cold air poured from its huge nostrils.
"A Level Seven Ice Flood Dragon? Shouldn't it be Level Eight?" Shi Yue wondered. A red light flew from the space between his brows, and with a clear cry, transformed into a two-zhang-tall Crimson Fire Phoenix that charged straight at the White Flood Dragon.
Sensing the astonishing heat radiating from the Crimson Fire Phoenix, the White Flood Dragon dared not meet it head-on. It opened its gaping maw and blasted out a gust of frigid white wind at the Crimson Fire Phoenix.
The white wind vanished as soon as it drew near the Crimson Fire Phoenix, which came hurtling toward the White Flood Dragon, trailing terrifying heat.
The White Flood Dragon released the Haotian Rod and let out a deafening roar. A thick layer of ice armor appeared across its body as it lunged at the Crimson Fire Phoenix, claws