Zhu Zhao looked up into the air, his eyes filled with scorn.
"Roar!" There was the roar of a massive beast, and suddenly, a mighty figure appeared up in the sky. He grew larger and larger. His body burned as it was bathed in golden flames.
Golden fire shot out of his eyes, melting everything in their path. The great demon from Yingzhao Mountain frowned. He turned into silver light once again and then disappeared.
An incomparably massive figure appeared. His eyes were burning with golden fire, and the temperature up there in the sky became scalding hot. The golden divine flames filled the vastness of the sky, locking down the entire area. There was nowhere that the great demon from Yingzhao Mountain could go.
"He can get even stronger." Ye Futian looked at Zhu Zhao. Unlike in the previous battle, Zhu Zhao still had some more power left, and thus he could become even stronger.