The huge tomb was like a melting pot, the remains of the demon beast were like a Great Demon, fermenting and smelting within, and the eerie power that was being cultivated seemed like a nail, hammered into the vital spot seven inches from the head of the giant python.
It could be said that the massive Bai's Fairy Gate was a magical formation, a Large array designed to trap and restrain the Mysterious Python Demon God.
This graveyard was the most critical point of the array.
"As long as I erase it, I will have hope of breaking free..."
In Zhou Dao's hand, the [Fire Demon Sword] carried the will of the Mysterious Python Demon God, filled with its boundless longing.
Since being suppressed here by the Bai Family Ancestors, endless years had passed, and his long life had seemingly become a curse.
The Mysterious Python Demon God was tired; it had already felt the resurrection of that great existence. Its power was constantly calling to it.
