The Fire Stiff, approaching two meters in height with a broad face and fang-like teeth, presented an image no less ominous than the Yellow-haired Monster, but it was even more brutal. In its pupils reflected the silhouettes of Shi Xiaole and his three companions, immediately sensing the scent of food, it fiercely pounced forward.
Hisss...
A trail of white smoke stretched out long and instantly froze into an ice sculpture, only to be extinguished immediately thereafter. At the forefront of the white smoke, the Fire Stiff reached out with a single hand towards Huang Tao, who possessed the weakest Flying Skill.
"Monster, get lost! Endless Sands!"
Huang Tao's strength was only at twenty percent of its peak, but due to the close proximity of the Fire Stiff, it surged to forty percent. As he swung his sword carrying a trail of yellow sand, it was instantly frozen into powder by the air.
