Soul beasts’ bodies were a lot tougher than those of humans. However, the golden spear sliced the ten-thousand year Ink Leopard’s gut right open and then crushed the other thousand-year leopard’s neck. What kind of power was this? How could the other four Ink Leopards dare to come near when faced with a spear that possessed such formidable close-combat strength? These leopards were like ghosts haunting them, and they hurtled over because they couldn’t let thegreat cats go.

Wang Qiu’er didn’t pause for a single second after she succeeded on her first strike. She dragged the spear along as she darted after another leopard, and a dragon’s roar could be heard once more as everyone saw the faint glimmer of a golden dragon’s projection on her spear. Everything in front of her was lit up in that moment with a radiant golden color as she charged forward.

The Ink Leopard that she had chosen had no intentions of fighting force with force, and it immediately turned to escape once it rolled on the ground as it gathered as much speed as it could.

“Hah!” Wang Qiu’er released a shrill cry right at this moment, and the accelerating leopard trembled...