Deep within Snowfall Island, thick black smoke billowed like countless great pythons slithering across the sky, blotting out the sun.
On closer inspection, the black smoke was actually composed of volcanic ash and other impurities.
"Submit to me," Zhang Ye said coldly. The Molten Crocodile illusion behind him roared at the sky, its menacing scales shimmering with fiery light.
"ROAR—" Startled by the command, the Fierce Beast—the Molten Crocodile—trapped in the lava by the Array, struggled furiously, stirring up rolling waves of magma in defiance.
Judging by its appearance and size, this Fierce Beast, the Molten Crocodile, had only just begun to absorb Primordial Qi and walk the path of cultivation.
As a Fire Dao Alien Species capable of swimming through great rivers, or even lava, the Molten Crocodile clan's potential was in no way inferior to that of the Frost White Flying Stallion clan.
Not to mention, their nature was tyrannical and cruel.
