The Red Flame Mad Lion's mouth dripped with blood, which was not its own but that of the White Cloud Leopards. Each panting White Leopard was exhausted, and all five of them were wounded. The flames on the Red Flame Mad Lion were not as fierce as before; it was clear that the battle had consumed much of its dark power.
The final battle was imminent. The remaining five White Leopards, after discussing their strategy, prepared to fight the Red Flame Mad Lion again. The leading White Cloud Leopard was ready to attack alongside them.
Encircled by the five White Leopards and one White Cloud Leopard, the Red Flame Mad Lion let out a fierce roar filled with dark power. It charged desperately at the five White Leopards, fiery flames erupting as three of them turned scorched. Such formidable strength was now the Red Flame Mad Lion's utmost effort.
