The Lion Ancestor took a deep breath: "Those who become Doudi with strange fire will naturally be stronger than us."

Ziyi: "…"

"I won't practice anymore. I'll go back to the Warcraft Mountains and hold my wife to the warm kang!"

There is still hope for this life? Even if you fight to the death, you will not be as good as Xiao Yan in the end. Why am I suffering from this?

The Lion Ancestor continued: "But!"

"Forehead……"

"Boy, what would you think if you had already devoured the spirit fire of thousands of beasts before the Fighting Emperor summoned the spirit fire of thousands of beasts?"

“What will happen?”

The Lion Ancestor sneered: "Even if he is the Doudi, he will eventually lose all the strange fire. Do you understand?"

Ziyi's eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, if that happens, even if he collects the other twenty-two kinds of strange fires, he will eventually lose one and cannot achieve great perfection!"

But soon Ziyi's eyes dimmed again: "But Lion Ancestor, even if he lacks a strange fire, he still has twenty-two kinds of strange fires. I am only one of the spiritual fires of thousands of beasts, but I still can't handle it!"

The Lion Ancestor sneered, "He cannot be great perfect, but we can be great perfect."

"What's the meaning."

"Have you forgotten how the spirit fire of thousands of beasts became?"

Ziyi Nannan said to himself: "The spiritual fire of thousands of beasts is composed of the fire of thousands of beasts gathered in the blood of thousands of beasts."

Ziyi's eyes lit up again: "Liu Zu, I understand that the fire of all beasts and blood of all beasts I collected are the roots of strengthening the spiritual fire of all beasts!"
Chapter completed!