White Clothes Above the Vast Sea

The hammer's shadow turned into a streak of black light, shooting straight at the belly below the giant serpent's heads.

That was the most vulnerable spot on the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent's entire body, but before the combined force of the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, even the thickest scales were no more than a paper barrier.

At the same time, the golden-red Inner Core smashed down from the air, carrying heat hot enough to melt stone, and skimmed past his back.

The Clear Sky Hammer pierced through the giant serpent's abdomen and came out the other side of its spine.

The giant serpent's ten heads tilted back at the same time, letting out one final hiss. Its enormous body lost all strength and fell along the path it had shattered itself.

The section of road it had coiled around broke apart inch by inch, and rubble and serpent corpse fell together into the endless darkness. Only after a very long time did a dull impact echo back.

Tang San landed steadily on the intact road ahead.

He glanced back at the broken stretch behind him, estimated the distance, confirmed that the modified Flying Rope was long enough to cross the gap, then walked up to the golden-red bead that had flown over with him.

The Inner Core felt warm in his hand, its surface smooth as porcelain. Within it, faint patterns of flowing flame could be seen.

"Too bad. Fire attribute and I just don't get along." He put the Inner Core into his Soul Tool and muttered under his breath, "Still, if I run into any snake-type Spirit Beasts in the future, this will be more than enough to keep them in line."

The Flying God Claw clamped down, its barbs embedding into the stone surface of the