The fiery lights danced within the midst of this mysterious valley. This was an odd sight because usually, the valley was dull and dark.
"Death is akin to an extinguished lamp. Even beings as strong as kings would die all the same when killed; their bodies are flesh and blood all the same."
Chu Feng mused as he roasted the dragon’s meat. His movements were skilled and practiced; he started seasoning the meat just as it turned golden. These skills were gained through repeated practice.
It was just as he said: the king level entities were extremely powerful during life that they could defend against missiles and firearms.
However, once dead, they were unable to circulate the mysterious energy within their body, and their miraculous properties would rapidly disappear.