The one who had unleashed that flame was Zhang Nian's target for this journey: the strongest of the Ancient Void Dragons, the Old Dragon Emperor Zhu Kun, and Zi Yan's father.
The dazzling blaze pierced the darkness and shattered the stillness of this space, which seemed to have been shrouded in darkness for tens of thousands of years. This was the guardian the Lizardmen had spoken of: Zhu Kun, a Peak Nine-Star Dou Saint.
Zhang Nian was only a Two-Star Dou Saint. Faced with this attack, he couldn't help but feel a chill throughout his body. The source of that chill was the colossal creature in the dark space below, where the flame had come from.
Yes, through the faint light, he could just make out the creature. If he wasn't mistaken, it was so enormous that words could hardly describe it. He could vaguely see its scales and the massive tail behind it, coiled motionlessly in the dark void. A single flame was enough to reveal its full strength.
The Old Dragon Emperor was currently in his true form, his entire body a purplish gold. Cold scales covered him, and a sense of rugged strength, like steel, rose naturally from him.
The Nanming Li Fire within Zhang Nian refused to be outdone. It burst from his body and formed a milky-white barrier in front of him. The moment the pillar of flame touched the Nanming Li Fire, it cowered like a son in front of his father and scattered to either side.
In the darkness, a pair of enormous eyes that had been shut for ages suddenly opened. Faint red patterns lined them, while concentric rings filled their pupils, as if many eyes were layered together. Just one of those eyes was already several times larger than Zhang Nian.