Water Without Impurities
Mist swirled through the void, drifting back and forth like layer upon layer of gauzy veils shrouding the mysterious expanse.
The Snowvoid Tree, though more than half destroyed, still occupied a patch of the void. Its leaves rustled as Lu Xiaotian sat cross-legged on one of its branches. Beside him, a little white python with a large body and tiny head, barely a foot long and undeniably adorable, curled up against his leg. Every so often, it let out a few soft whimpers. If they hadn't seen what it looked like and had only heard the sound, most people would probably have thought the little thing was a puppy.
After sitting for who knew how long, Lu Xiaotian slowly opened his eyes. The memories of the Vicious Serpent-Winged Beasts pursuing him and the explosion that followed still stood vivid in his mind.
After he had taken the Wolfman Dushan and the Three-Headed White Python into the Demon-Suppressing Tower, Lu Xiaotian's escape had become rather aimless. He could only flee wherever it seemed easiest to stay alive.
On the way, he had seen countless demons perish beneath the Vicious Serpent-Winged Beasts' frenzied attacks, while many of the beasts had also been slain by those demons.
Lu Xiaotian himself had been in danger several times, but his increasingly skilled command of spatial power had allowed him to escape disaster by the skin of his teeth. In short, it hadn't been easy to survive this long.
On the way, he had encountered another badly wounded Three-Headed White Python, pregnant with young. The Vicious Serpent-Winged Beasts' attack had drained the last of its strength. Before it died, it used its power to cut open its own belly and bring the little white python into the world. The Three-Headed White Python was