"Hahaha, Little Flame, let's join forces and take this guy on!" Zhou Heng laughed loudly, sweeping his sword sideways as blazing flames surged forth. Even a Star Thearch could not afford to take this lightly and had to circulate Spiritual Power to defend himself.
But Little Flame was a divine beast born from flames. In such a fiery environment, it was like a fish returned to water; its combat strength would only be amplified, never diminished!
"Get lost!" Ximen Shan said disdainfully, kicking at Little Flame. It was merely a Star King demonic beast—what use was its large size? Nothing but empty bulk.
"Arroo—" He quickly realized he had made a grave mistake. Though Little Flame was huge now, it was incomparably nimble. With a pounce and a twist, its jaws clamped fiercely onto Ximen Shan's lower leg, drawing a miserable scream from him.
A biting dog never barks. After sinking its teeth in, Little Flame merely let out low, rumbling growls, shaking its head repeatedly as though it intended to tear that chunk of flesh straight off Ximen Shan's body.
"Wretched beast!" Ximen Shan was both furious and shocked. He shot into the air and kicked fiercely at Little Flame with his other foot.
With a cold snort, Zhou Heng charged in with his sword.
Bang!
Ximen Shan was a Star Thearch after all, possessing crushing strength. After swiping Zhou Heng back with one claw, his kick still landed on Little Flame. Yet that kick was like a clay ox entering the sea; kicking Little Flame was like kicking a dog—neither painful nor itchy. Little Flame really was a dog!
But it was also a divine beast of heaven and earth, a true first-generation divine beast born of nature itself. How could it possibly be ordinary?
Besides breathing fire,