Carrying the ice sculpture on his back, Lu Chen returned to the crevice and stiffened up the moment he saw the baby snakes.
He paused slightly and then saw these baby snakes, as if gone mad, swimming towards the opening of the crevice.
Clearly, they had sensed the death of the Xuanming Ice Snake.
"Ss-ss-ss"
"Ss-ss-ss"
"Ss-ss-ss"
The baby snakes crazily hissed, staggering along, occasionally being knocked over by other baby snakes nearby.
But soon, the flipped-over baby snakes would right themselves and continue to move towards the crevice.
"Even demon beasts... have feelings..."
Lu Chen sighed and then stretched out a hand to point forward, a stream of Ice Spiritual Power surging out instantly.
These baby snakes were not even capable of conjuring ice scales to cover their entire bodies. If they were to reach outside of the crevice, the fierce winds of the icy land would freeze them to death.
