"Heaven-bestowed sacred flame, its legacy unbroken; now that the time has come, the two bodies shall become one in heart."
After the Azure-Furred Lion King finished reciting, he stepped forward and raised two fingers like a blade, lightly slicing across a golden brazier carved with barbarian lions, elephant heads, and Pengs. A cluster of flames immediately separated from the brazier.
The Six-Tusked Elephant King stepped forward first, taking position to the Lion King's left. The Golden-Winged Peng hurried after him and stood on the right, flipping out a silver cup-like vessel, apparently intending to collect the separated flame.
Just as the Golden-Winged Peng stepped forward, one of the demon generals behind him also emerged from the crowd. It was Xiong Ran!
This is bad. He's about to make his move. Fu Donglai's heart tightened.
"Don't panic. Your master's cultivation is profound; Xiong Ran alone cannot hurt him. The situation is still unclear, so don't act rashly yet." Seeing Fu Donglai about to move, Shen Luo hurriedly grabbed him and transmitted his voice.
Fu Donglai paused, seeming hesitant.
But at that moment, the storage ring on Xiong Ran's hand suddenly flashed, as though he were about to take out some Magic Treasure.
No. I can't wait any longer.
Ignoring Shen Luo's warning, Fu Donglai shook free of his grip and instantly transformed into a whirlwind that swept up onto the high platform.
Before anyone could react, he had already steadied himself and seized Xiong Ran's wrist.
The demons below the platform had no idea what was happening and cried out in alarm.
The Azure-Furred Lion King turned around. Seeing Fu Donglai holding Xiong Ran hostage, Rage blazed in his eyes, and an incomparably powerful aura burst from his body.
"Fu Donglai, you still dare to return?" the Lion King roared in