"The Human Race excels at enduring in silence. Truly cunning!"
The thought had barely flashed through his mind. He had no time to consider it further.
One of his arms suddenly swelled, conjuring an enormous hand out of thin air to seize Ning Ying as she flew.
But the instant his claw shot out, a wave of heat fierce enough to melt everything lunged at him from the side.
Xue Qianzong immediately felt an attack no weaker than his own cultivation sweep toward his right flank. He was startled.
Caught off guard, he could only whip his outstretched right arm back. The illusory hand collided with that tremendous force.
Boom! Xue Qianzong's body swayed.
His pupils contracted. Before him stood a giant wreathed in crimson flames.
The giant's features were indistinct, but the monstrous heat rolling off its body had already turned a vast area around it fiery red.
Xue Qianzong was certain that, without the formation protecting this place, the flame giant would burn not only the cave but the entire mountain to ash within a few breaths.
The flame giant gave him no time to think. Its first strike deflected, it let out a muffled roar. Its thick legs drove forward, and it pounced again amid a sky full of crimson fire.
On the other side, Ning Ying recovered as she retreated. Spiritual power coursed through her, halting her flight. With a sharp cry, she engaged Lin Xinghe, who had revealed himself.
They fought to a standstill. Though Lin Xinghe had revealed his true strength, killing Ning Ying while wounded would be no easy task.
Even though both were at the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, Lin Xinghe was confident that, at his peak, he could have beaten Ning Ying to the ground within a hundred