"Hiss!!"
The poisoned Green Scale Python struggled relentlessly, trying to break free from Qing Mu's Leech Seed. But as time passed, not only did it fail to escape the Leech Seed, its body grew increasingly weaker.
"Smack!!"
A moment later, under the combined effects of the Leech Seed and the poison, the unruly Green Scale Python finally collapsed.
Seeing the Green Scale Python defeated by Qing Mu, the King Kong Bear at the side immediately charged over in excitement, smashing the Green Scale Python's head with a single paw before beginning to gnaw on the corpse of its former opponent.
This sudden scene made even Qing Mu pause in slight surprise. Although he had long known that Soul Beasts were far from harmonious among themselves, the Thousand-Year King Kong Bear's decisiveness still exceeded his expectations.
Qing Mu then stroked his chin and watched the Thousand-Year King Kong Bear devour the Green Scale Python's corpse. "It seems the competition among Soul Beasts is even more brutal than I originally expected. At least, that's the case for these low- and mid-level Soul Beasts."
Qing Mu was not a bloodthirsty person. When it was unnecessary, or when it was a Soul Beast like the Thousand-Year King Kong Bear that had come to him voluntarily and obeyed him, he would usually spare its life.
As for this Green Scale Python, Qing Mu had not originally intended to kill it outright. He had planned to make it serve as a guide.
But since the Thousand-Year King Kong Bear had already killed it, so be it. He could just find another one later.
As a human, Qing Mu naturally felt nothing over the death of an ordinary Soul Beast.
It was only a Soul Beast. If it died, it died. This forest might not have much