The Flaming Lion rose from the ground, leaping into the air, and coldly eyed Wang Zhan.
The elderly man smiled at the Flaming Lion and slowly said, "Who I am is not important, but I advise you to give up. It's not easy to reach this realm, today I'll spare you."
Wang Zhan felt the change within his body, and realized that facing a crisis earlier, he had actually felt a trace of fear.
The Flaming Lion was not one to compromise so easily. In its heart, it had already sentenced Wang Zhan to death. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the elderly man, Wang Zhan would have been reduced to a pile of bones.
"I, the King, am not easily frightened. If you dare ruin my plans, you won't die a good death!"
The Flaming Lion was startled at the time and then reacted, coldly eyeing the increasingly numerous Human Race warriors before it.
Among all these people, only the elderly man made the Flaming Lion feel a sense of fear, but making it bow its head was no easy task.
