"At this critical moment, our clan's grand plan is at stake. He Hu can't keep his mouth shut, so we can't leave this scourge alive. Stand down, or you'll be dealt with as traitors to the clan!" He Lian shouted harshly.
Hearing the severity in He Lian's voice, He Feng, He Yu, and the others exchanged glances, their eyes showing a hint of reluctance. But when they saw the terrifying look in the old woman He Lian's eyes, fear ultimately got the better of them, and they retreated.
"Brother Feng, Sister Yu, save me—save me." Though He Hu was not very bright, he could still sense that the situation was extremely unfavorable to him. His face grew even more panicked.
"Huzi, don't blame me. If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for not being able to keep your mouth shut." He Lian's eyes suddenly turned cold. The five scarlet spirit snakes writhed chaotically in the air, but in truth, they had already sealed off every avenue of survival for He Hu.
"Granny Lian wants to kill me! Brother Feng and Sister Yu aren't going to save me either." He Hu coughed blood while wailing loudly, like a child abandoned while drowning.
The five scarlet snakes were about to pierce through He Hu's body when a blood-red giant hand suddenly descended from thin air, smacking the five snakes into the mud. With a grab, it seized He Hu and pulled him away.
"Outsider, how dare you interfere in the affairs of our He Clan!" The old woman He Lian was stunned at first, then let out a shrill cry. She waved her hand, and a scarlet snake-headed staff flew out. The staff seemed alive as it rolled through the air. In the blink of an eye, it transformed the surroundings