C91 The Dog Bit the Dog's Fur.

The words were a profound insult and challenge—one that no one could tolerate.

"Golden Lion Formation!" Liehfeng bellowed in rage, unleashing a howling gale. As his voice echoed, eighty massive golden lion phantoms materialized. Towering dozens of feet high, they exuded a deadly aura, roaring as they charged toward the paper kite from every direction. The very earth seemed to tremble