For every hundred thousand years of cultivation an Earthcore Flame Serpent gained, another red ring appeared on its scales.
If Chen Mu remembered correctly, the Earthcore Flame Serpent he had previously subdued had fourteen rings in total.
The Earthcore Flame Serpent before him had eight, but the eighth was slightly paler, seeming to flicker in and out of sight.
Chen Mu judged that it had only recently reached eight hundred thousand years of cultivation.
He could not help wondering whether this Earthcore Flame Serpent had some connection to the one he had subdued.
Of course, this was merely an idle guess.
The truth remained unknown for now.
"Shut your mouth! Since when was it your place to speak here?!"
Before anyone from the Tianyuan Holy Land could speak, the Red-Tailed White Wolf bared its teeth, lowered its body, and lashed its tail, bristling with hostility as it warned the young Earthcore Flame Serpent.
Bang! Rumble!
"You old fools who submitted to the Human Race have no right to tell me what to do!" The Earthcore Flame Serpent whipped its tail like a long lash, slamming it heavily against the ground.
After a thunderous rumble, the earth split open, the fissure spreading toward the three beasts.
From where Chen Mu, Jian Qingzhu, and the others stood, it almost looked as though an offshoot of the Earthcore Flame Serpent was attacking the three beasts.
The fissure was deep and grew ever wider, clearly revealing the fiery red magma within, boiling hot as bubbles rose with a gurgle and burst.
Never mind ordinary people-even most cultivators would melt instantly if they fell in without sufficiently powerful bodies or protective Treasured Artifacts.
The Earthcore Flame Serpent clearly intended to use this to deal with the three beasts, compensating for its disadvantage in numbers and