Li Huowang, with his eyes closed, decisively raised the Fire Sickle over his own skin as soon as he felt his touch wound the opponent, and his entire body was engulfed in sky-high flames.
No matter what this thing was, its body was so massive, not getting serious wasn't an option.
Li Huowang, with his eyes still closed, controlled his two arms and over a dozen tentacles, seizing the edge of the wound and roaring with force as he tore at it.
Accompanied by the sound of tearing, the flaming Li Huowang plunged directly into the wound.
He wielded three swords in his three hands, charging and crashing through the interior of the creature with flames engulfing him.
He was returning the frustration inflicted upon him by a hundredfold, a thousandfold to this thing, whose nature he didn't comprehend.
Soon, he heard the sizzling of something being scorched, interspersed with the moans of agonized dragon-like cries, and the violent trembling almost made Li Huowang open his eyes.
