The figure that had appeared was a three-hundred-meter lion covered in blood-colored fur. It had three heads, one large one and two smaller ones, growing out of the side of its neck. It emitted a terrifying pressure.

All of its hair was standing on end. A strong flame energy came from it, twisting space around it.

“What powerful flame energy. It’s not inferior to the Heaven Incinerating Flame at all!” Long Chen was shocked by that sight. Ever since he had come to possess the Heaven Incinerating Flame, he had yet to encounter another flame as strong as it.

The lion let out a roar toward Long Chen. Although Long Chen didn’t understand what it was saying, he could tell its general meaning: if you don’t want to die, then scram!

The lion didn’t pause as it rushed forward. It didn’t give Long Chen or the butterfly woman a chance to get...