For a moment, Shang only looked at the corpse of the General Stage Vanishing Snake.
The fight had been very risky. If Shang had even been scratched by its teeth, he would have died. Its metal poison was just too powerful.
During the fight, it had seemed that Shang was in control most of the time, but that control had been flimsy. One small slipup and it would have been the end.
However, as Shang looked at the corpse, a deep feeling of excitement and satisfaction appeared inside his chest.
He had killed his first General Stage beast.
Sure, the beast was bad in a direct confrontation, it had been injured previously, Shang had help, and it had been distracted for a big part of the fight, but Shang had still won.
Shang looked at his sword. 'I really need to focus on my sword. This boost will only work for a short time, and I need to strengthen it permanently. In the beginning, I haven't even truly been able to injure it.'
