That enormous Kunlun Snow Lion had appeared again.
Amid the boundless wind and snow, a snow-white colossus came charging toward the cave, looking like a ferocious ice-and-snow monster. Its body blended into the blizzard filling the world, yet it radiated a force that shook the heart.
The Snow Lion had not come alone. Several figures followed close behind it.
Those figures were astonishingly fast, sticking tight to the Snow Lion's rear. Whenever it ran, they stayed behind it, constantly stabbing at its body with swords, blades, and spears.
Clearly, these people had discovered the Snow Lion and wanted to take its Crystal Soul and Inner Core.
Heavenly treasures, earthly treasures, monsters, and divine palaces—these four things were why the Kunlun Ruins could endlessly attract adventurers.
The Snow Lion's body was covered in scales, impervious to harm. The cultivators each unleashed their own marvelous techniques, but because they could not strike the Snow Lion's weak point, their attacks were ineffective.
Even so, the blade qi and Sword Intent still caused the Snow Lion unbearable pain.
"Roar!"
The Snow Lion let out a furious roar and lashed its long tail toward the cultivators.
The several black-clad cultivators dodged the Snow Lion's tail, then once again attacked it from the left, right, and above.
Wu Shanji was frantic. "The Snow Lion is ours. We can't let them snatch it away."
As he spoke, he drew the long sword from his waist and charged at the Snow Lion.
Tu Xin said nothing. Holding the Hundred Battles Heavenly Tome, she followed closely behind her senior brother and joined the battle.
Qin Han looked at Wen Ruo Ruo and asked urgently, "Should we go help them?"
Wen Ruo Ruo nodded. "Senior Brother is at a critical juncture in breaking through his realm. If he can obtain