Roar! About a dozen Snow Lion cubs surrounded Hao Ren.
Except for two battles with Qin Shaoyang and one competition with Su Han, Hao Ren's experience of battles was almost zero.
The dozen or so Snow Lion cubs were not as huge as the adults, but their heights reached Hao Ren's waist. They looked fierce.
Having blocked Hao Ren's only exit, the adult Snow Lions weren't eager to attack him. They seemed to want to use Hao Ren to train the Snow Lion cubs.
Hao Ren's heart raced as fast as 180 beats per minute. Circulating the five-elemental sword energies around him, his observed the moves of the cubs carefully, ready to release sword energy any moment!
Meanwhile, the last 1,000-year seven-colored snow lotus was still up on the top of the cave.
If he couldn't get it, Zhao Kuo would certainly die!
About a dozen pure white Snow Lions stepped closer to Hao Ren.
