As time passed, Xiao Yan only felt his body growing colder and colder, the chill gradually running rampant within him. With the Red Lotus Core Flame protecting his body, these effects were ultimately limited and could not truly cause him any harm. Yet this aura was indeed overwhelmingly powerful. Xiao Yan could no longer offer Qing Lin any assistance; everything could only be left to Qing Lin herself.
The Nine Serene Deepground Python beside Qing Lin was now emitting a cold, ghostly glow. Its eyes were filled with intense struggle as its body continuously writhed. Soon, specks of blood-red light began to emerge from its body, and a bloody scent spread through the air.
Faint green floral patterns appeared in the Nine Serene Deepground Python's eyes. They were the marks of the Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils. At the same time, jade-colored light appeared in Qing Lin's eyes, only hers was far more dazzling and resplendent.
Although Qing Lin had fallen asleep, the light shone steadily, echoing the faint green glow in the Nine Serene Deepground Python's eyes.
Then, the Nine Serene Deepground Python's struggle ended amid a trace of unwillingness, replaced by utter submission in its eyes. The blood-red motes gradually enveloped its entire body before turning into a thin, elongated line of blood that extended from the Nine Serene Deepground Python's body all the way into Qing Lin's mouth.
Though Qing Lin had lost consciousness, the instant the bloodline entered her body, it transformed into boiling-hot blood. Her body then began to change. Her heart beat with increasing strength, while the ice chips covering her body gradually melted away and vanished. Meanwhile, the Nine Serene Deepground Python seemed to be completely drained in the process. Its originally lustrous scales dimmed, and its body began to shrivel.
Its bloodline