"Damn it, where are the Heavenly Flames? They're not here!" Landing on the small island in the center of the lake and seeing nothing but bare ground, Gu He let out an unwilling roar.
Yun Yun also landed on the scorched earth of the island. Casually picking up a charred, seven-colored scale struck by heavenly lightning, she spoke with faint curiosity in her voice. "Could it be... she truly failed?"
Medusa and Yun Yun were both Dou Emperor experts of the Jia Ma Empire and the Snake-People Tribe. More precisely, they were both female Dou Emperors. One was the Misty Cloud Sect's sect leader, commanding the entire sect; the other was the Snake-People Tribe's queen, bearing the fate of an entire race. Both were renowned beauties, and each had naturally long admired the other. Yet what they saw with their own eyes was only a patch of blackened scorched earth.
Feng Li swept his hands apart, and countless tiny wind blades drove back the many snake people attempting to climb onto the island. His tone was somewhat urgent. "If we can't find the Heavenly Flames, we should retreat quickly! I can already sense more experts from the Snake-People Tribe rushing over."
After glancing at the barren island, Gu He shot the Snake-People Tribe members a resentful look and could only say helplessly, "In that case, retreat." He immediately turned, preparing to fly toward the outskirts. But at the instant he turned around, a faint commotion arose among the distant Snake-People Tribe. With one glance, Gu He saw two black figures fleeing into the distance while carrying a green flame.
"Damn it! Someone actually picked the peaches!"
Gu He roared furiously. The enormous Dou Qi wings on his back beat, and he shot toward Xiao Yu and Xiao Yan. Yan Shi