Just as he was comforting himself in his heart, foul-smelling blood, steaming with heat, suddenly splattered all over him.
"Gasp!"
The next moment, Qiuyu Qi felt a wave of intense fear sweep over him. Yet he forcibly suppressed his tense, agitated unease and made himself focus entirely on the Array Disc in his hands, engraved with the Prison Dragon Formation's nodes.
Meanwhile, Qiutong Qi, struck by the backlash from her own attack, casually spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of her organs. Then, as if she had forgotten the pain wracking her body, she stared toward the distance, her eyes full of terror.
The Flame Wave Lion King swung its paw, preparing to overwhelm its opponent through sheer force and crush him with the frenzied power of its physical body.
As it swung its paw, the Azure Robe on the young man was buffeted by raging winds, like a tiny boat in a raging storm, liable to capsize at any moment.
"It's over. This time, we're finished for sure!"
At the sight, the Qi aunt and niece and Tang Songyuan, standing not far away, all instinctively had the same thought.
The Flame Wave Lion looked at the young man in blue robes hovering in the air as if he were an idiot. Disdain filled its expression. "To reach such a realm at such a young age, your martial talent must be exceptional. What a pity you're a fool."
In its understanding, no matter how much human martial artists cultivated, they could never escape the limitations of mortal flesh and blood. Compared with the powerful demon bodies that demons possessed from birth, humans would be reduced to dust in an instant.
But the scene everyone expected did not occur. Just as the female lion's claws reached the young