Nine Serpent Devouring Heaven Ring

Above the Heavenly Snake Mansion, Qing Lin's vast Eight-Star Dou Venerate aura descended like an invisible canopy, crashing down over the entire battlefield.

Its pressure far surpassed that of the Profound Python Ancestor and Shi Tian from before. So much so that beneath her aura, the air seemed to solidify, making it difficult to breathe.

Shi Tian, who bore the brunt of it, felt as though a towering mountain was pressing down upon him. The bones throughout his body groaned beneath the unbearable weight, while the shadow of death, like an icy viper, instantly wrapped around his heart. He shuddered violently, and the savage arrogance on his face had long since been replaced by boundless terror.

He could clearly feel that before this Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils girl, whom his sect had once forced and secretly scorned, his strength as a Six-Star Dou Venerate—originally raised by the Soul Hall—was as fragile as paper!

What grand ambitions? What unifying the northwest? Before the absolute gap in strength and the death about to descend, they had all become laughable jokes.

"Fourth Heavenly Venerate! Save me!"

At that moment, the instinct to survive overwhelmed all dignity. Shi Tian could no longer care about a Sect Master's pride and let out a shrill, frantic scream filled with desperate pleading.

All he hoped now was that the Soul Hall powerhouse hidden in the shadows, who had promised to serve as their backup, would make a move in time and save him from this certain death.

Hearing Shi Tian's sudden cry for help, Qing Lin, who had been about to strike like thunder, was startled for a moment. Then a cold gleam flashed through her jade-green pupils, and the corner of her eye swept swiftly over the charred black ground below, soaked in blood and