The Snake Spirits all fled at once.
Those that did not escape in time became food in Jiang Xiaohui's mouth.
What surprised us was that after devouring so many Snake Spirits, Jiang Xiaohui did not fall unconscious. Instead, he stood there straight as a spear.
We stood off to the side, keeping our distance from him.
The red in his eyes slowly faded, gradually returning to clarity.
"Eh, has he gotten it under control?" A Tai asked quietly.
"It looks like he has," Ye Jinghong said.
I slowly stepped forward. Jiang Xiaohui turned to look at me. "Big Brother! Are you all okay?"
I shook my head. "We're fine. What about you? Are you okay?"
Jiang Xiaohui smiled. "I'm fine. I just feel sick. I was conscious just now, but I couldn't control myself. I clearly knew what I was doing, yet I couldn't stop. Still, I tried my best to make myself stop. Otherwise, none of them would have gotten away!"
A Tai narrowed his eyes at Jiang Xiaohui, then sent me a message. "Your little brother's mental strength is truly formidable!"
I gave a slight nod. It truly was formidable. I had originally been wondering what method we could use to help him keep control of his consciousness and prevent it from being devoured. Now it seemed that he had forcibly reined in his own actions through sheer willpower.
Although he had looked terrifying just now, like he wanted to eat people, he had kept suppressing himself, refusing to let himself completely descend into frenzy.
"Xiaohui, you must hold onto your true heart. You've devoured so many Evil Spirits. What worries me most now is whether you'll suffer backlash." I looked at him and spoke with complete sincerity.
Jiang Xiaohui was worried too. Of course he knew what