The newcomer was dressed like a scholar, appearing gentle and refined, yet his face carried a trace of sinister malevolence.
He was the Rogue Cultivator who had introduced himself as Gu Pei aboard the flying ship.
The Scarlet-Scaled Demon Lion turned and plunged into the fissure in the ground at the sight of Gu Pei, intending to flee. Clearly, it had fought Gu Pei before and suffered a loss.
However, Song Wen saw the truth clearly.
Most of the Scarlet-Scaled Demon Lion's injuries had come from Qu Hai, inflicted by that golden hand seal.
As for Gu Pei, he merely wanted to take advantage of the Scarlet-Scaled Demon Lion's grave injuries and pick up an easy bargain.
"Beast, die!"
Gu Pei snorted coldly. Three flying swords immediately appeared, forming an encirclement as they shot toward the Scarlet-Scaled Demon Lion.
The Scarlet-Scaled Demon Lion moved extremely quickly through the lava, but it was far slower than the flying swords and was caught in an instant.
The three flying swords struck simultaneously from three different directions, all aimed at the damaged portions of its scales.
Scarlet flames suddenly surged from the Scarlet-Scaled Demon Lion's red scales, sweeping in every direction.
The rushing flames instantly swallowed the three flying swords.
Yet Gu Pei merely sneered. With a gesture of his sword art, the spiritual light around the three flying swords flared brilliantly, forcefully tearing three gaps through the waves of flame as they continued closing in on the Scarlet-Scaled Demon Lion.
The Scarlet-Scaled Demon Lion raised its two forepaws, wrapped in scorching astral winds, and struck at the two flying swords attacking from either side. Its long tail swept out at the third flying sword.
Clang! Clang!
Two deafening crashes, like metal striking metal, erupted almost at the same time.
The flying swords