In the mountain hollow, blistering white mist billowed, nearly a hundred figures marched against the strong wind, the Golden-Horned Flame Bull broke free from control and turned the ground into a lava-boiling basin, its four hooves deeply sunk into the solidifying magma, surrounded by protective True Flame.
Seeing the Golden-Horned Flame Bull break free so easily, the disciples of the Immortal Pavilion, Yunxiao Sect, and Ten Thousand Laws Sect all showed serious expressions, seemingly realizing they had underestimated this Golden-Horned Flame Bull.
Only the Young Master of the White Jade Tiger Race was ecstatic, saying: "As expected of an ancient remnant. The stronger it is, the higher the value of its entire body, we can't let it escape."
