With those words, the three figures in black robes opposite him all turned their gazes toward the towering, powerfully built Flame Wave Mad Lion. In an instant, they noticed that it differed from the other two demons.
At that moment, the Flame Wave Mad Lion wore a calm expression. It seemed to be in the least conspicuous, easiest-to-overlook corner of the three demons, yet unlike the other two, it had not begun trembling in terror the moment the three of them arrived.
But just as the three were still carefully sizing it up and wondering where this suddenly appeared, formidable Demon Ancestor had come from,
"Smack!"
a massive palm wreathed in flames slammed viciously onto the Brocade Tiger's head before anyone present had time to react.
The Brocade Tiger should have been the one to draw the attention of the three Heavenly Secrets Pavilion warriors toward the Flame Wave Mad Lion with a single sentence, and it had not even had time to rejoice.
Then it felt dizzy and disoriented. Its entire head was crushed into dust beneath that slap and scattered into nothingness.
As a Demon Ancestor, its life should have far surpassed that of human warriors, yet it had died just like this at the hands of its companions.
"Flame... Brother Flame Wave, with a powerful enemy before us, you actually attacked one of your own. You... you couldn't be a spy sent by the Human Race, could you?"
Having witnessed the Brocade Tiger being slapped to death by Flame Wave, Lie Wanlong stammered as he asked, his voice full of curiosity.
"Take a guess."
Too lazy to bother with this stupid dog, Luo Yi casually slapped the Brocade Tiger, which had been ceaselessly hovering before his eyes, to death, then shifted his gaze toward the three people