Xiao Qiang clasped the Heavenly Heart Fire Lotus Herb to his chest in front of everyone and finally stepped onto the Flame Bird. The people of the Yuanhuo Tribe were naturally furious, even Zhi'er, who had a favorable impression of Xiao Qiang, felt this way. After all, the Heavenly Heart Fire Lotus Herb was of great significance to the Yuanhuo Tribe, second only to the Divine Fire. But Xiao Qiang wouldn't care about any of this; to him, it was simply something he deserved.
Despite the Flame Bird being ablaze, standing on its back, he felt no trace of heat. Racing through the sky, Xiao Qiang showed no sign of tension, as if the threat mentioned by the elder was nothing to him. He stood erect, his gaze fixed deeply on Yao Shen Mountain, observing everything the mountain held within his perception!
The two Spirit Transformation stage powerhouses were silent and had no intention of speaking, creating an eerily quiet atmosphere along the way.
