Seeing this, the Blood Lion's eyes flared with savage light. It opened its massive maw and spat out beams of crimson light, blasting them toward the man in white.
Facing those crimson beams, the man in white did not meet them head-on. Instead, he nimbly dodged, his figure flickering unpredictably like a ghost.
In the blink of an eye, the man in white rushed before the Blood Lion and thrust his sword.
"Squelch!"
The sound of a sharp blade tearing through flesh rang out. The longsword plunged viciously into the Blood Lion's neck, and blood immediately gushed out, splattering across the ground.
"Awoo..."
The Blood Lion threw back its head and roared furiously. Its eyes were crimson as it frantically struck its blood-colored scale armor, trying to shake the sword from its body.
However, it had clearly underestimated the sharpness of the sword. After a brief clash, its incomparably hard scale armor was cut through, its skin split open, and blood poured out like a stream.
Lin Taichu watched in horror. This sword was far too sharp.
Although the Blood Lion had been struck in a vital spot, it remained exceptionally ferocious. It struggled violently, trying to fling off the sword and escape alive.
But it soon gave up, because the sword's power was too terrifying. Even after exhausting all its strength, the sword did not budge in the slightest. It simply could not break free.
"Die!"
The man in white shouted, flipping his palm as a surging mass of true essence erupted and gathered into a ball of Golden Flames.
"Rumble!" The Golden Flames instantly wrapped around the longsword. Scorching heat spread through the air, and the entire space seemed to boil, filled with a destructive aura.
The next instant, the man in white flicked his wrist, sweeping the