That Thing, Becoming A Mount

"Aahhh!"

The Black Phoenix let out a shrill cry that chilled one to their bones. From this, one could tell just what kind of intense ordeal the Chief God-level Black Phoenix was currently experiencing.

"Your Netherworld Divine Fire is so powerful!" Moro couldn't help but give praise. "To think even a lesser Chief God-level Black Phoenix can't withstand it!"

"Of course!"

The Netherworld Divine Fire blazed more and more fervently as time passed. Its might also grew increasingly terrifying, causing the Black Phoenix's cries to become increasingly shrill and tragic.

"Stop it! Hurry and stop it!"

Finally, the Black Phoenix could no longer take it anymore, and it began to cry out loudly and hoarsely.

"Stop? Give me a reason why I should?"

Meng Lei chuckled.

"Damn it!"