Looking at the inner core in his hand, Li Han smiled.
"Good stuff, a genuine demon core! If I refine it into a pill and save it for when I break through to Title Douluo, it will surely make the process twice as effective with half the effort."
Li Han had already planned out its use. With a thought, he stored it in his Storage Bag.
Next, he looked at the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent.
Having lost its inner core, it was already at death's door.
Seeing this, Li Han did not hesitate. He immediately gathered the Evil-Warding Divine Thunder into one point and brought divine lightning down upon its head!
Boom!
This strike completely severed all life from the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent.
He enveloped its corpse with his divine sense and sent it into the Storage Bag as well.
As always, nothing should go to waste.
Such a fine corpse could be refined into quite a few things.
Whatever could be made from an Ink Flood Dragon corpse, this Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent could do for the most part as well.
It was practically a one-to-one replica.
"Master! We did it!"
Silver Moon cried out happily, then returned to her original size and landed on Li Han's shoulder.
"Thanks to your help, this saved us quite a bit of trouble.
It seems your cultivation has grown considerably. You can already do many things for me now."
"Hehe, yes, Master. Last time, I gained so much cultivation in the Blue Silver Forest. After adapting to it over this period of time, I can almost make full use of it now.
I am now a true thirty-thousand-year spirit beast."
Silver Moon wore a proud expression.
"Not bad."
Just then, the magma beneath them began to boil, as