Only now did Ye Tian see clearly what that terrifying thing that had chased him earlier actually was.
It was a small snake, crimson from head to tail. Yet it had four legs beneath its belly and four short wings upon its red body. He immediately thought, Is this the strange spirit beast Old Man Mingyue spoke of? It truly is no ordinary creature.
Each time the young woman waved her hand, the little snake swiftly evaded her before pouncing at her again. Each time, the young woman used some profound method Ye Tian could not understand to dodge away.
Both the woman and the snake were fast beyond measure. They withdrew at the first touch, then immediately attacked again, moving so quickly they were nearly invisible to the naked eye. Ye Tian watched, utterly entranced, marveling without end.
This was a battle beyond anything he could imagine. In the past, even in his dreams, he would never have imagined that such a beautiful woman and such a ghostly demon snake existed in the world.
Suddenly, the strange snake spread its four wings and spewed a stream of crimson flame at the young woman. Ye Tian, watching from the side, was alarmed and nearly cried out.
He had seen the strange snake display its might before. With a casual coil, it had charred a tree as thick as a man. Not to mention these fierce-looking flames—they could probably burn even stones to pieces.
Facing the swift, fatal flames, the young woman remained unhurried, her expression as still as an ancient well. She gently waved her hand, and something that astonished Ye Tian happened. The young woman clearly held no weapon, yet she split open the flames in a single stroke.
His heart stirred, and he hastily looked toward the young