Sheng Feng knelt there, eyes wide open as he watched them leave, wanting to chase but unable to do so. The great black serpent was a divine being, and by firing his gun in the forest just now, he had already offended it.
For a hundred years, the mysterious great black serpent had been the divine guardian of this forest and the entire mountain. Its appearance meant only one thing... the Saint had emerged.
It fed only on the blood of the Saint, protecting her, obeying her commands.
The Yan and Sheng clans had lived on this ancestral land for a hundred-year history, and traditionally, the Saint always came from the Sheng Family, which was why they had prospered over the Yan Family all these years.
But Sheng Feng had never expected that the next Saint would turn out to be... Sheng Tang.
