The golden hair fluttered between heaven and earth.
The Primordial Spirit of the golden-maned lion burst out from its body, roughly the size of a fist, identical to the lion itself, except now there was only terror in its eyes.
A being of the Supreme Venerate Realm, casually slain by Xiao Yi in an instant.
This caused the golden-maned lion to lose all courage to provoke Xiao Yi further.
The Primordial Spirit transformed into a streak of light, attempting to escape into the distance.
But as soon as it had flown a short distance, it discovered that the surrounding void was filled with a giant net woven from strands of lightning, tightly ensnaring it.
The Primordial Spirit tried to break free, but as soon as it touched the golden net.
A hissing sound immediately rose.
It caused burning agony to spread through his Primordial Spirit, which had become much dimmer.
