With the dark mist gone, the Crimson Thunder Lion and the Glacial Serpent could clearly see the lifeless body of the Darkmoon Fenrir. Their eyes glowed with fury, and they roared in unison, enraged by the death of their companion.
The ground trembled beneath their powerful cries, and the forest seemed to hold its breath, anticipating the next clash.
Lian Chen knew he had to act quickly. Though the Darkmoon Fenrir had been defeated, he still needed to face the Crimson Thunder Lion and the Glacial Serpent. Steadying his breath, Lian Chen channeled his Qi to heal his wounds and replenish his strength wherever possible.
"Lian Chen, be cautious!" Longwei's voice echoed, filled with concern and urgency.
