Rumble, rumble. It was as if some powerful prehistoric beast had awakened beneath the sea of flames. The entire Hell Road began to tremble, and as time passed, the shaking grew more and more violent.
Su Yuntao and Yang Wudi exchanged a glance, then quickly retreated. Yang Wudi gripped the Soul Breaking Spear, ready to fight at any moment.
Suddenly, a massive beam of red light shot out of the sea of flames. Yang Wudi instantly broke into a cold sweat and pushed his Dark Gold Bat Wings to their limit.
With a deafening boom, the red light grazed past Yang Wudi. Countless rocks behind him were reduced to dust by its tremendous power.
Su Yuntao's pupils contracted sharply, and his expression turned grave. He could sense an aura of destruction within the red light—something neither he nor Yang Wudi could withstand.
The next moment, a high-pitched dragon's roar rang throughout the entire Hell Road. Its tremendous impact shook Su Yuntao and Yang Wudi to their cores.
Then a Flame Giant Dragon over a hundred meters long, radiating scorching heat, beat its enormous wings and appeared before them.
"Good heavens!" Yang Wudi exclaimed in shock. "What kind of Soul Beast is that?!"
Su Yuntao sucked in a breath of hot air. "Old Yang, I don't know what kind of Soul Beast this dragon is, but if we'd tried to cross the sea of flames just now, we wouldn't have stood a chance of surviving its attack."
A rare trace of gravity appeared in Yang Wudi's eyes. From the Flame Giant Dragon, he felt an absolute pressure—the hallmark of being completely suppressed in strength.
The Flame Giant Dragon was incredibly powerful. Su Yuntao and Yang Wudi could clearly sense that its age was already approaching a hundred thousand years.
In theory,