When Gu Yuan's escape light appeared in the sky, the speck-sized flame burst into brilliance, surged forth, leaped out of the lamp, and with a flicker, transformed into a fierce flame tiger, majestic and unruly, gazing at the sky.
"Awoo!"
But as the escape light approached, revealing its thunderous light, the flame tiger immediately tucked its tail, let out a fearful cry, and swiftly retreated back into the lamp with lightning speed.
"Such spiritual nature in this Crimson Fire Spirit."
"Oh, turns out it's owned by an old acquaintance..."
Gu Yuan's divine sense was comparable to the mid-stage Golden Core, extremely perceptive. The behavior of the Crimson Fire Spirit, first arrogant then respectful, was fully captured by him, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
Yet, in just a moment, he sensed a familiar feeling from this Crimson Fire Spirit.
"Disciple Yin Xingchao, pays respect to the Ascendant!"
