The Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent's target was not Ye Qiu's body, but the narrow path a meter in front of him. It was clearly trying to break the balance Ye Qiu maintained this way.
However, the forging hammer in Ye Qiu's hand had already swept up black waves of air, covering a far greater area than it had imagined. Before that section of snake tail could fall, it was caught up in the blast.
The entire body of the giant snake was flung into the air.
Had it not promptly coiled its tail around the narrow path, it would likely have fallen below.
In those golden-red eyes,
fear finally surfaced.
The nine golden-red fleshy tumors on the giant snake's back also grew increasingly bright.
Chirp, chirp!
It seemed to be crying out in fury.
Its body arched over the narrow path, the nine tumors fully aimed in Ye Qiu's direction.
Suddenly, all nine tumors burst at once.
Nine streams of golden-red liquid shot out. Yet the liquid did not fly straight through the air.
Instead, it shot toward the space above Ye Qiu in front of him.
The nine streams merged into one in midair. Just as it was about to reach Ye Qiu, it suddenly paused.
All the liquid contracted at once.
It became a golden-red sphere no larger than a fist.
Only then did it crash down toward Ye Qiu.
And at that moment,
Ye Qiu, who had been spinning without pause, suddenly came to a stop.
From extreme motion to extreme stillness.
The shift between motion and stillness was immediately bizarre beyond measure.
At the instant he stopped, the five-hundred-jin forging hammer gripped in both hands remained angled diagonally forward.
A terrifying sight unfolded before Hu Liena.
At some point, Ye Qiu's Soul Power had covered