With a puff, the three of them were burned to ashes on the spot.
The three-foot-long souls rolled up the spatial storage device and fled back to Patriarch Huang’s side in a panic.
The three patriarchs, who had survived the disaster, turned pale and stared at the fire lion in front of them in shock and anger.
Patriarch Huang’s calm face was disturbed and he frowned slightly. “You are not a member of the cauldron, are you? It seems to be a wiser choice to withdraw and retreat.”
His old and cold eyes flashed with a threatening light.
The fire lion snorted and laughed mockingly. “When I rampaged through the world, you were still a white tadpole. How dare you threaten me?”
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HMM?
Everyone could not help but look at the fire lion with question marks on their heads.
What kind of white tadpole was?
Elder ancestor Huang did not know what a white tadpole was, but it did not sound like a good thing.
Clang!