Back Spear Thrust

"Puff…"

The dagger was stabbed deep into the big multicolored tiger's neck once more, and familiar energy gushed into Ou Yangming's body to make up for his loss.

Nonetheless, Ou Yangming's face changed abruptly just as he wanted to pull out the dagger.

His Dantian Qi boiled and surged down like a flood; no obstacle could stop it as nothing could resist the enormous impact.

Ou Yangming trembled and staggered, causing him to fall forward due to his momentum.

The Extreme Grade elder's eyes lit up as he was elated after having pursued the young fellow strenuously.

'This young fella finally can't endure any longer!'

After running for such a long time, not to mention a little Yin Grade martial artist, even a Supreme Great Ancestor could not endure the whole process.

The elder had only managed to come so far because he consumed a precious pill, or he would have been dumped halfway through.