Flames lit the sky above the entire mountain ravine a fiery red.
The orange-red flame bird sprite rode astride the enormous quartz-like eagle, having subdued it into complete obedience.
It had been too fast.
So fast that Venerable Ten Thousand Mountains nearly thought that all those years spent as a Mystic Realm Spirit had left him with some lingering side effect that caused hallucinations.
An Emperor Tier Pet Beast had defeated a high-level Saint Rank opponent, fighting across an entire major realm!
The sight had left him somewhat bewildered, his understanding of the world shaken!
Could he really have slumbered in this Mystic Realm for so long that the rules of the outside world had changed?
Was the difference in the energy realms of Pet Beasts and Beast Tamers no longer the most important measure of combat strength?
But that made no sense, did it?
More importantly, this little bird had actually not merely slain the Diamond Feathered Eagle King; from the looks of things, it had subdued it!
For a Saint Spirit Tier being to submit was even more unimaginable when it belonged to a species like wolves, eagles, or tigers, whose bestial instincts held unimaginable pride!
For such a being, submitting-and submitting to an opponent so much weaker in realm than itself-was more agonizing than death.
Yet this little bird had done it.
How had it done it?
And how had this low-tier human beside him managed it?
Seemingly noticing his confusion, Su Ping was in no hurry to explore the Stone of Imagination vein anymore. After all, Little Flame seemed extremely excited right now, and he could spare this little bit of time. So he turned to Venerable Ten Thousand Mountains and said:
"Senior, doesn't Xiao Huo look familiar to you?"
"Hmm?"
At those words, Venerable Ten