A few moments later, Lu Chen had already appeared not far from Ao Yu.
Next to Ao Yu lay the Xuanming Ice Snake, which was at its last gasp.
Its entire body's ice scales were shattered, revealing its true form.
This confirmed his previous guess: the ice scales were one of the demon arts used by the Xuanming Ice Snake for protection.
Perhaps sensing Lu Chen's gaze, or maybe detecting the presence of Ice Spiritual Power on him, the Xuanming Ice Snake struggled to open its eyes.
Within its vertical pupils was a desolation like death, yet tinged with a hint of pleading.
Lu Chen understood.
The Xuanming Ice Snake was begging him not to harm the young snake.
If possible…
...to let the young snake grow up safely.
All at once, any hostility and guardedness that Lu Chen had felt towards the Xuanming Ice Snake disappeared without a trace.
Viewing things from the Xuanming Ice Snake's perspective, all its actions had been for the sake of its offspring's growth.
