Miss Feng Ying crouched on Feng Yin's shoulder, reading a book.
After half a day's walk, they realized something was amiss.
The seven snakes clearing the path were too brutal.
Wherever they went, not a blade of grass remained.
Every Demon Beast encountered on their onward path was uprooted.
All kinds of Demon Beast corpses lay scattered and scattered, a dazzling sight to behold.
This was akin to a trial journey for the little snakes, and these little guys had one great advantage: no matter how hidden or narrow the Demon Beasts' hiding spots, nothing could stop them.
Even holes no wider than chopsticks were no obstacle for them.
With the Ghostly Soul Snake, now significantly stronger, leading the rear, they were utterly invincible in this territory!
The Ghostly Soul Snake hissed sharply.
The six little snakes struck out simultaneously.
With another hiss, they shifted positions.
