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Although the battle seemed to have reached a stalemate, Yan Xiaobao had a foreboding feeling that it wasn't over. Thus, he stayed at the volcano's mouth, hiding. He only allowed his head to peek out, to see what was happening outside. The Demon's face, once filled with excitement, now wore a cold sneer. His previous enthusiasm had vanished, and Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but chuckle. It was obvious that the behavior of these beasts was different from his expectations.
Yan Xiaobao didn't know who these sharply contrasting individuals were, but their aura was no less than the God of Divine Beasts, and their arrival made this side of the beasts much stronger. It now seemed that the Demon had no chance.
"Here, I think I can make use of the White Tiger leaving." The Demon shook his head and sighed. "If the four of you were together and used your formation, then I would have no chance, but three of you aren't as dangerous."
