As he thought about it, Ye Chen suddenly noticed what looked like a tiny flaw in the spot where energy gathered on Big Lion's forehead. It was so small that he wouldn't have noticed it if he hadn't used his magnifying eyes.
Then Ye Chen thought, Maybe I should attack Big Lion right on the forehead. This tiny hole should be his weak spot, right? Whatever—everything depends on this one move!
Having made up his mind, Ye Chen fixed his gaze on Big Lion's forehead. The spear in his hand transformed into a dagger. The moment felt right, so Ye Chen leaped up and charged at Big Lion.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Chen stabbed the dagger into the flaw on Big Lion's forehead. Big Lion's Protective Shield shattered, and the dagger pierced his forehead.
Big Lion stared at Ye Chen, who was now right in front of him. He couldn't help admiring Ye Chen's strength—he really had a gift.
But it was too late for anything now. Ye Chen had pierced Big Lion's crown. A moment later, he pulled the dagger from Big Lion's forehead, and Big Lion toppled backward.
Seeing Big Lion like that, Ye Chen figured the fight was over. He hurried over to Tomb Spirit and Lan Guangxian and asked, "Tomb Spirit, Lan Guangxian, are you two all right?"
Hearing Ye Chen's concern, they both shook their heads. "It's nothing serious. We're not going to die!"
Then Tomb Spirit and Lan Guangxian tried to get up. Lan Guangxian lost his balance and fell back down, while Tomb Spirit was indeed fine.
Seeing Lan Guangxian like that, Ye Chen grew worried. He supported him and said, "Lan Guangxian, how are you feeling? You're in this state and still saying you're fine?"
After speaking, Ye Chen