The atmosphere suddenly became solidified, and even the slaughter aura from the spirit vein weakened a bit.

Seeing the Blue Thunder Rage Lion’s provocative appearance, Zhao Jiuge felt his blood boil. After more than two years inside the sect, he had grown to enjoy these kinds of fierce battles. Every time he walked between life or death, not only did his experience increase, but his cultivation would advance as well.

At this moment, as he held the drum in his left hand and his sword in his right hand, he looked like he was about to rush in.

The Big-Dipper Sword shined brightly and his late stage Foundation Realm cultivation erupted.

This time, Zhao Jiuge decided not to launch a probing attack and attack for real. The Blue Thunder Rage Lion had nowhere to run and it was time to complete this mission. Since he had also found this rare spirit vein, he was not going to let the Blue Thunder Rage Lion absorb any more from it.

A ray of sword energy condensed and flew toward the Blue Thunder Rage Lion.

The Big-Dipper Sword let out a subtle hum.

Behind the sword energy,...