"Whoa! Sixth Senior Brother, we slaughtered demons and eliminated evil all the way, crossing—crossing so many thousands of miles!"
Riding Big Head, Qing Fu came running over with a band of old, weak, sick, and crippled lions. She shouted noisily, "Sixth Senior Brother, look! I told you Big Head was the king of our clan!"
Roar!
Big Head looked imposing and majestic, head held high and chest thrust out, his gaze as resolute as though he were about to become immortal.
"Haha... you little brats." Chen Xun shook his head with a laugh and pointed at the group of Flame Radiance Crimson Ancient Lions. "What are you joining in for? Didn't you see that even the mountains and rivers have been flattened?"
It would have been better if he had said nothing. The moment he did, all the lions began sweating profusely. They had seen it then—truly seen it.
Endless demons and fiends had fled in every direction. They themselves had escaped from the chaotic realm, and at the time, who would have had the mind to intercept and kill them? That was why they had made it through safely.
"Sixth Senior Brother, we cultivators have hearts of Dao as clear as crystal. What is there to fear?!"
With a hearty cry, Qing Fu stood on Big Head's back with her hands on her hips, her long braid flying through the air. "Those demons and fiends should be afraid of us!"
She had learned those words from Senior Apprentice-Sister and was putting them to use at just the right moment.
Chen Xun could not be bothered arguing with this little lass who feared neither heaven nor earth. His gaze turned toward the Flame Radiance Crimson Ancient Lions, and an indescribable fondness stirred in his heart.
Such a gentle and kind