The Demon Beasts that rushed into the array were of varying strengths. Hardly any of them were worth mentioning. They thought they could snatch the Seven Star Stepping Heaven Pill from Fang Lin with their meager skills? It was simply a fanciful dream.
The horde of beasts scattered. Several of the weaker ones were killed on the spot, while the stronger ones gathered in small groups and continued charging towards Fang Lin.
A glimmer flickered in Fang Lin's eyes. He had just finished refining the Seven Star Stepping Heaven Pill, and these Demon Beasts dared to come and take it. Did they really think Fang Lin was as soft as clay? Or did they believe that because he hadn't previously dealt them a deadly blow, he had a gentle temperament?
With a mere wave of Fang Lin's hand, eight Ancient Lamps of Flame God appeared around him. Horrifying Skyfire radiated from where he stood, sweeping in all directions.
