A vast and boundless green grassland, a deafening roar of beast breaks the silence, as a gigantic crimson mushroom cloud surges towards the sky, shaking the earth and mountains.
Deep within the grassland, Yang Yixin stands high in the air, his expression icy cold, with a massive Fire Qilin phantom appearing above his head.
The area within ten thousand miles turns into a sea of red flames, the void unable to withstand the high temperature, tearing apart and forming numerous cracks, as if this entire world is about to collapse.
A heavily injured steed stands in the center of the sea of flames. The horse, with the head of a dragon and body of a steed, is covered all over with green dragon scales, and an Azure Dragon phantom appears above its head.
"Even if you've transformed into human form, you're still not my opponent. Submit to me, or die."
Yang Yixin speaks with an ice-cold tone.
