Trouble may come late, but it comes nevertheless.

Sun Xiaojin and Holy Beast Flamechain Tail had produced a miraculous chemical reaction. First and foremost was their self-protection. That layer of black flames was scorching hot and was even mixed with violent Soul Power, which made long-distance attacks ineffective.

Moreover, there appeared to be some sort of inexplicable energy transference going on between them. Sun Xiaojin, who should be on his last leg, was suddenly bursting with power, his every move able to exert enormous pressure on Xia Fei.

*Rumble!*

The Flamechain Tail's fifteen-meter-long tail had become a defensive screen for Sun Xiaojin, as if he had grown eyes on the back of his head. No matter what angle Xia Fei attacked from, the Flamechain Tail could accurately predict his trajectory and block his high-speed attack.

The Flamechain Tail's agility and speed had managed to largely compensate for Sun Xiaojin's lack of speed, and the battle grew more and more intense.

"Furball!"