"Roar!"
Its enormous body and thick, rugged scales made it resemble a gigantic primordial python, its entire form wreathed in fiercely burning flames.
This overwhelmingly imposing creature was none other than the Eight-Wilderness Fire Dragon, a dragon-blooded Great Demon of the brute-force combat type, renowned for its ferocity and valor since remote antiquity!
Few would have imagined that Bei Yetang, who seemed so mild, courteous, modest, and steady, primarily cultivated such a Spirit Creature.
The instant it appeared, it proclaimed its presence with a wild, sky-shaking roar.
Caught off guard, Sheng Nuonan was immediately swept up in the roar. His body swayed as though caught in a whirlwind, and he came to a halt in midair.
The Eight-Wilderness Fire Dragon raised its massive python head high and spat out a blazing pillar of fire. Its scorching breath made even the surroundings several miles away feel like midsummer.
Fortunately, Sheng Nuonan immediately activated the bloodline ability he had inherited from the high-level Demon known as the Moon Demon, turning into streaming light and escaping.
But Bei Yetang had clearly made up his mind to overwhelm his opponent in a single push and intimidate everyone else.
He formed a Hand Seal with both hands, his voice resonating with mystic power: "Eight-Wilderness Soul-Suppressing Art!"
As a ripple swept past, Sheng Nuonan was instantly shaken out of his light form, which had flowed like a gleam through a moonlit night, his figure impossible to pin down.
Immediately afterward, the Eight-Wilderness Fire Dragon spat another fireball, roughly a zhang across. It struck him at high speed with a deafening boom.
A mushroom-shaped black cloud rose, and a brilliant sun seemed to have appeared on the spot.
Wind and shock waves surged in every direction between heaven and earth, everything sublimating and vaporizing amid the tumult.