Lai Lei held on to his sword, with a faint silver light flashing in his eyes. He still maintained the same peaceful and graceful aura, despite the tenseness of the situation, while the grey flames of the shadow flame hawk seemed much more vibrant.
They passed halfway through the plain with no incident, it was only when they were almost at the edge that a change finally happened.
Lai Lei tightly gripped his sword as he narrowed his gaze and took a small deep breath. A silver line suddenly flashed in his eyes and he lept off the shadow flame hawk's back swinging his sword horizontally.
Boom!
A thunderous explosion sounded that parted the hot mist from the plain as sprays of blood suddenly appeared with cleanly sliced yellow flamed thorn chameleons appearing seemingly out of nowhere.