Contempt showed in the Storm Dragon Shark's eyes. Although it sensed how extraordinary the flames below were, it was no lifeless object. With so much open space beneath it, a single sweep of its tail would carry it dozens of yards away in an instant.
But this Demon Beast was a veteran of bloody battles. Although it could tell that this human cultivator was only at the Foundation Establishment middle stage and showed disdain outwardly, it remained alert inwardly, wary of any further changes in those red flames below.
As it considered this, the Storm Dragon Shark flicked its tail. Its enormous body moved as nimbly as a hummingbird, carrying the still-falling spray beside it as it appeared dozens of yards away with effortless grace.
The moment its sideways-moving figure reappeared, the row of spines along its back stood erect, like the bristling mane of a savage lion. In the next instant, they shot toward Li Yan, who had just steadied himself off to one side, from above, ahead, and below like a furious storm.
The Netherflame Eagle's black wings sliced through the air like iron halberds. Amid a piercing cry, its hooked, steel-hard beak opened, and a ghastly white ball of light gradually formed inside, growing brighter and larger until it filled its entire mouth.
The bloodlust in its eyes deepened. Holding nothing back now, it unleashed its innate divine ability, "Ghastly Flame Star Orb."
It too had noticed the Storm Dragon Shark appearing below. Although its own rank was lower, snatching food from its beak would not be easy.
At the very least, the shark would have to leave it some of this human cultivator's blood essence. It had fought this Storm Dragon Shark dozens of times. Although its opponent could already ride clouds and mist, it was