The Origin and the Holy Talisman

Bai Yang was temporarily unable to move, but his consciousness was exceptionally clear.

The bizarre transformation of the Holy Talisman's golden light had indeed caught him off guard, yet it did not prevent him from taking in every detail of the process.

The ten-thousand-headed Dragon Snakes surrounding his body like golden amber had extended hundreds of heads, madly biting at the purple-horned beast.

They tore pieces from its body as if it were sticky rice cake, then swallowed them whole!

That seemingly indestructible black scale armor was virtually useless.

Several thousand more dragon heads circled the spirit of the secret art, eyeing it hungrily and cutting off any possibility of escape.