Along the murky, elongated river.
A white serpent had submerged its body in the river water, raising its head to exhale thick clouds of poisonous smoke, engulfing the cultivators of Black Valley and Raging Sun Sect.
"Hiss, hiss!"
The cultivators surrounded by the toxic smoke became dizzy and disoriented once their spiritual power strong shields were eroded.
At this moment, the snake, whose body spanned dozens of feet, appeared to them as a beautiful woman with a face as fair as flowers and a moonlit grace.
Or transformed into the images of their doting parents and children, their beloved ones in this life.
The cultivators from the Spirit Condensation Realm and Hollow Profound Realm, bewildered, willingly walked into the net as moths to a flame, falling into the gaping maw of the great serpent.
Those frail bodies, in less than even a moment, turned into skeletons.
Their flesh and blood slid into the serpent's entrails, while their bleached bones were spat out.
