The scorching heat made Han Ning's head spin. If his skin weren't purple right now, if he were still in his human form, it would surely be flushed beet-red.
'An Insect Master Family whose most powerful Soul Beast is predominantly lizard-shaped... This is just...'
Han Ning lowered his head, gazing at the Void Flame Fierce Lizard below as it seemed to breathe in and out with the flickering magma. The thought flashed through his mind unbidden.
The strongest Insect Dragon of the Taman Insect Masters wasn't purely insectoid in appearance either; its form was predominantly draconic.
Then, he began to worry about his own predicament.
'What does the Void Flame Fierce Lizard's strength have to do with me, anyway?'
With his head held down firmly by Xiu Lin, Han Ning could barely lift it. He had to strain to roll his eyes upward to survey his surroundings.
They were on a semi-circular rock platform jutting out from the inside of the volcano's crater.
