"Junior Brother Zhou, please don't hold back your guidance!" Yan Jing gave a seductive smile, swaying her ample hips in an exaggerated manner as she approached Zhou Heng. Her plump rear shifted left and right, utterly eye-catching.
Zhou Heng remained unmoved. Having grown accustomed to the peerless beauty of Huotian and Red Moon, he was naturally immune to other women's charms.
But hadn't Yuwen Hua been eyeing Red Moon greedily before? How had he gotten mixed up with Yan Jing so quickly? Still, what the hell did that have to do with him?
"If we're joining forces, then join forces. Why all the nonsense?" Zhou Heng dusted off his clothes and said disdainfully. Great Qin City was Yanjing; fighting inside Yanjing was obviously not a good idea, which was why these two had waited until he left the city to strike.
That was fine too. He could now attack without any reservations.
"Then we won't be polite!" Yuwen Hua struck first, directly unleashing his full strength. A phantom white tiger rose from his body, a hundred zhang tall and lifelike.
Yan Jing likewise unleashed her aura, transforming into a blood-red wolf. It seemed utterly at odds with her seductive appearance. Yet she had spent several hundred more years steeped in the Star Realm than Yuwen Hua. This blood wolf was certainly inferior to the white tiger in divine beast rank, but the aura it emitted was far more terrifying.
In terms of age, she had long since passed a thousand years. She had merely entered Noon Sun Academy a little over three hundred years ago, rising to fame in one stroke, and had recently become one of the Four Little Heavenly Kings.
Her talent was no less than Yuwen Hua's. Though her progress had been slightly slower due to cultivation