The power of the Ancient Honghuang Demon Beast was truly terrifying; a single palm strike felt like the heavens were collapsing.
Yang Fei was secretly alarmed.
If this beast was allowed to recklessly pursue its prey, it would probably kill all the other cultivators with a single slap, leaving only himself alive.
With this thought, a swirling mass of black gas emerged from the Niwan Palace within him. It transformed into an Ox Demon, standing before the beast.
The Ox Demon's fiery red hair seemed to blaze like flames.
Its iron-like horns, its face etched with strange demon patterns, looked incredibly ferocious, with flames raging to the heavens.
The beast, initially reckless and fierce, was intimidated by the aura of Yang Fei's Bull Demon Body and immediately halted.
At that moment, the Ox Demon and the lion-like beast faced each other like two fierce tigers meeting in the jungle.
The two beasts eyed each other warily in mid-air, cautiously testing the waters.
