Cheng Rusheng

While Yan Chihuo hesitated, another three gray snakes flew over.

Seeing that if this continued, a swarm of gray snakes would rush at them in moments, and he and Snow Fairy would surely die, Yan Chihuo grabbed Snow Fairy and charged forward.

Snow Fairy had joined forces with him many times and they had long since developed a tacit understanding. Her figure drifted, and she flew onto Yan Chihuo's back. The Phantom Divine Sword took the lead in clearing the way. A rapid string of clangs rang out as gray snakes were sent flying one after another, while Yan Chihuo simply kept charging ahead.

Each time Snow Fairy struck a gray snake away, she felt a tremendous force crash into her and could only struggle to hold steady. Yet after being knocked aside, those gray snakes were completely unharmed and charged back again. In just a short while, Snow Fairy felt that more than twenty percent of her spiritual power had been drained, and silently cried out that things were bad.

At that moment, Yan Chihuo tore at the void with his two forelegs. With a twist of his body, he vanished along with Snow Fairy on his back. Snow Fairy immediately felt herself enter a world of dazzling colors. Endless light filled her vision, leaving her dizzy and disoriented, while countless blades seemed to be carving through her body from head to toe—yet she was utterly powerless to resist.

She had no idea how much time passed before the light before her flashed, and they seemed to arrive in another space. Snow Fairy was half-conscious, but even through her daze, she sensed that the pain in her body had vanished.

When she fully regained consciousness, she discovered that the scene before her had changed completely. Unlike the dim space