The Hook Tail Lion had also recovered from its stupor, the red in its eyes miraculously disappearing.
It first shook its head, and when it realized the situation it was in, it instinctively twisted its body to try to struggle free, trying to shake off the people who were on its. Its hook-like giant tail danced, sweeping up ferociously.
Zong Shou was unfazed, slightly shaking his head as he said, "Naughty!" before grabbing onto the hilt of the Pine Pattern Wind Sword and shaking it. The giant lion immediately cried out in pain, ninety percent of its strength instantly disappearing.
Only then did it realize that it was so close to death. That sharp sword on its head was just half a millimeter away from its brain. If it drove forwards just slightly more it would go through its skull.