In that instant, a blood-red shadow shot out of the cave with a whoosh, stirring up a gale as it lunged viciously at Xia Ping.
A fierce wave of heat swept over them, as if a volcano had erupted. Everyone present felt unbearably hot, as though the heat would roast them into charcoal.
"Fire-Thorn Lizard?!"
Xia Ping struck without hesitation, slamming his palm forward. More than a hundred thousand kilograms of force burst forth like floodwaters breaking through a dam, crashing into the blood-red shadow.
"Ah!"
The creature let out a shrill scream as it was sent flying, smashing into the opposite cliff face with a series of cracking sounds and leaving a large hole.
When the dust settled, the blood-red shadow revealed its true form. It was about twice the size of a cat, with a lizard-like body, four crawling limbs, and a swaying tail. It moved incredibly fast.
Once it started moving, it was as fast as a sports car at full throttle.
Its body was covered in countless razor-sharp spikes, and two more jutted from its head. Their fiery red color made it look like a tank wreathed in flames.
The Fire-Thorn Lizard had taken Xia Ping's palm strike and now lay on the ground, coughing up blood as its body convulsed. Five or six seconds later, it stopped struggling and breathing altogether.
"Impressive. Its vitality is astonishing." Xia Ping's eyes flickered. When his palm struck the Fire-Thorn Lizard, it had felt almost like hitting steel.
The spikes covering its body were indestructible and exceptionally sharp. If he hadn't covered his hands with true qi, they would probably have pierced straight through his palms. This was a genuine ferocious beast.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
But that was only the beginning. With the Fire-Thorn Lizard's death, furious roars echoed