Beneath this sky—Boom!
A streak of light fell from the sky, and a massive body crashed into the boundless forest, its ferocious snake head fixedly staring into the distance.
Roar!
Miserable beast cries gradually faded away. Countless birds, sensing this aura, scattered and fled as well.
Though it was already a thoroughly cold corpse, its pressure remained powerful. That deathly aura sent all living beings within the surrounding area fleeing in every direction.
Some fled because the pressure was terrifying. Magical beasts with even a little intelligence desperately ran into the distance.
Crimson blood continuously flowed from the black scales, while a foul stench drifted through the air.
Liu Yan and Chi Han cowered off to the side. They were truly terrified of Fu Ya.
One feared that it would be discovered that his master's cultivation had not recovered, and then... she would wipe them all out.
The other feared that the Dou Emperor expert would discover that his young lady's cultivation was frighteningly low... and wipe them all out.
They had not heard Xiao Yi Xian mention anything about a clone earlier. After the battle ended, they had both kept their heads down and dared not speak, afraid that the truth would be exposed.
Otherwise, perhaps... they would have had even more to fear...
Fu Ya calmly looked at the Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor, still lying there like a corpse, and said coldly, "Senior, how about I stew a cauldron of snake soup to nourish us?"
Without even thinking, Xiao Yi Xian nodded. She loved fine food dearly, though she might not be able to eat much.
Having received permission, Fu Ya's Storage Ring flashed with spiritual light, and a huge black shadow suddenly appeared before everyone.
It was an incomparably black massive cauldron, engraved with words she could