"Roar!"
The Primordial Spirit Light surged into the Golden Scissors; a dragon's roar tearing through the Nine Heavens was heard, and the scissors violently vibrated, their body bursting forth with blinding golden light and swelling to an enormous size in an instant.
The Nine-headed Golden Lion frantically fled, but its expression suddenly changed as it felt a powerful killing intent. A peerless sharpness swept toward its back at a speed even faster than lightning.
The Nine-headed Golden Lion hastily looked back and saw the golden shears closely biting its tail. As the blades opened and closed, endless sharpness surged, nearly cleaving its tail off.
"Madman, madman!" Cold sweat broke out on the Nine-headed Golden Lion as it accelerated and dashed forward once more.
