Lin Jie headed towards the dungeon portal and slowly disappeared.
The Flame Serpent looked at the entrance, spitting out flames. He muttered to himself, "A Warrior does not have any means to hide his own body. However, it's hard to guess what a human of the alternate realm has up their sleeves. I have to test and see."
The Flame Serpent raised its head and gave a loud roar. Waves of blood-red flames surged into the sky with great momentum. It was like a fiery hell. Whoever saw this would definitely think that the Flame Serpent had already started the soul transfer. Otherwise, would it be this aggressive?
After a while, the Flame Serpent started to tremble as if it had suffered internal injuries. Its scales broke, and fresh blood began spilling out. It was huffing breathlessly. The tongue, which was the Achilles' heel of the Three-Headed Serpent, stuck out and laid on the ground just like that of a pug.
