The sky darkened, the earth dimmed, and darkness spread, devouring everything.
"What is this?"
The fire rain filling the sky was swallowed cleanly, without stirring even a ripple. The so-called killing move had become a complete joke. Watching the ever-spreading darkness, Fire-Taming Daoist shuddered in alarm. At this moment, he sensed an incomparably savage aura within that impenetrable darkness.
Before he could think further, vast wings hung over the heavens and slashed upward against the firmament.
With a tearing sound, the wings became heavenly blades. In a single strike, the fire formation that had sealed all directions, woven from countless spirit flames, was ripped apart. At that moment, the silhouette of a colossal creature slowly emerged from the darkness.
Its outspread wings spanned who knew how many thousands of miles, blotting out the sky. Its body resembled a roc, wreathed in black mist that could neither be seen through nor fathomed. Only a pair of dark golden eyes shone brightly in the darkness, cold and sharp.
When their gazes met, Fire-Taming Daoist felt as though he had fallen into an ice pit. By now, how could he not understand that he seemed to have provoked someone he should never have provoked?
"Playing the pig to eat the tiger? Was that necessary? If you possessed such divine abilities, why didn't you reveal them sooner? Would I have come knocking on your door?"
Alarmed and enraged, Fire-Taming Daoist saw the blockade before him broken and hurriedly brought out his yellow-skinned gourd, intending to reclaim the scattered spirit flames.
He had painstakingly gathered these spirit flames over countless hardships. They were an important foundation of his cultivation and immensely valuable to him, comparable to a Dao artifact with an exceptionally high compatibility. He could not easily abandon them.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen let