Looking at the fireproof monsters before him, Zhao Rong thought. If I want to kill these two, I have to figure out a way to peel off their fireproof skin. Otherwise, this is all for nothing.
At that moment, the two lake monsters saw Zhao Rong put away the Samadhi Fire and immediately began to mock him and his assistant.
"You two humans, don't think you can kill us with your petty tricks," one sneered. "Let us tell you, we are the bosses of this lake! Forget about you humans—not even the Emperor of Heaven himself could do anything to us if he came here."
The old turtle, who had been hiding behind Zhao Rong and his assistant, took a step forward. "Sirs, you'd better not make enemies of these two lake monsters," he advised. "We should run. If we can't escape, we might as well surrender. At least we'll avoid being eaten alive."
