After a moment's hesitation, David Jones decided to test the waters with the strengthening power of Dragon-Wielding. His right hand sped up suddenly, touching the head of the Firewood Kylin at the speed of lightning.
"Roar!"
The Kylin, feeling insulted, erupted in a terrifying yet spectacular flame.
The next second, the glyphs on the surface of the silent firestone cage lit up, and the flames that had been gathering inside the cage instantly dispersed.
The thoroughly suppressed Firewood Kylin could only lift its right claw in anger and fiercely swipe at David Jones's palm.
"Clang!" A sound of metal striking stone rang out.
The Firewood Kylin lifted its head subconsciously and discovered that its strike, capable of shattering stone and bending metal, hadn't left the slightest mark on David Jones's palm, as if it had hit an iron wall.
"How can a mere human possess such power?"
The Firewood Kylin, devoid of its previous casualness, looked at David Jones more seriously.
