What greeted their eyes was a massive creature.
It was clearly a giant lion, three meters tall, but with bull-like horns on its head. Its entire body was covered in red fur, and with each breath, white steam puffed from its nostrils.
"A Molten Lion. Once it reaches adulthood, it possesses the strength of a level 7 beast," Song Dongming's voice held a rare hint of tension. "Judging by its size, this one isn't fully grown yet, but it's at least a level 6 beast."
"So, it's equivalent to a level 7 Martial Artist. That doesn't mean we can't beat it," Wang Zhan gripped his dagger tightly.
However, Song Dongming shook his head slightly and said, "What I find strange is how a Molten Lion ended up in this area. They normally live deep within the Flame Valley. They prefer hot environments."
"Maybe it came out to cool off?" Huang Pufeng replied, earning disapproving glances from his two companions.
