The two-winged demonic tiger merely swept Zhou Heng and the others with a casual glance, utterly dismissive. Lowering its head, it extended its fiery-red tongue and lapped up several mouthfuls of water before looking back at them.
There was some killing intent in its gaze, but far more contempt. In the eyes of a Star King, whether Bright Immortals or Creation Emperors, they were no different from ants—merely three portions of food.
"Fall back!"
Zhou Heng said softly. Even if the man, donkey, and dog joined forces, they could not possibly defeat a Star King. Fighting to the death would be meaningless—unless the Golden Dragon Empress could emerge from seclusion! But she had only just entered the Star Realm and possessed merely the lowest-tier twenty stars. She was likely no match for this demonic tiger either.
The Black Donkey naturally had the least desire to fight. Swindling, cheating, and trickery were its specialties, but asking it to face an enemy head-on was completely beyond it. Little Flame, however, was ferocious, baring its teeth and roaring continuously at the demonic tiger without the slightest trace of fear.
Zhou Heng grabbed the loose skin at its neck and lifted it up, retreating step by step.
They did not dare move too quickly, lest they provoke a thunderous strike from the demonic tiger. Hopefully, this beast had already eaten its fill and had no interest in the three of them.
Yet the demonic tiger clearly had no intention of letting them go. It was only a Star King itself, and hunting demonic beasts of the same realm was far too difficult. Bright Immortals and Creation Emperors were its usual fare.
Zhou Heng and Little Flame in particular—one brimming with sky-piercing vitality, the other possessing the bloodline of a divine beast—were supreme tonics to