The Crimson-Scaled King had forcibly broken Kurong's grand formation, and evidently, she had suffered no small amount of damage herself.
The aura around her body was unsteady, and her face had turned somewhat pale.
Yet she forcibly stabilized the Soaring Serpent phantom, preventing it from collapsing.
However, the scales covering the Soaring Serpent phantom returned one after another, once more covering the Crimson-Scaled King's snake tail.
As for the bolt of lightning Song Wen had hurled at the Crimson-Scaled King to deceive Kurong, it had not struck the Crimson-Scaled King. The Rat King and Towering Rat had blocked it.
The two rats were already mangled masses of flesh and blood, with broken bone fragments and crimson internal organs visible through many of their wounds.
It could be said that both their physical bodies stood at the brink of collapse.
After blocking the lightning for the Crimson-Scaled King, the mangled flesh all over the two rats turned charred again. Unable to remain airborne, they crashed straight into the ravine-riddled ground below, occasionally coughing up mouthfuls of bright-red blood.
The Crimson-Scaled King swept a glance over the two rats, but did not help them. She merely stared coldly at Song Wen, who had already dealt with Kurong and the others.
"Humans truly are base by nature. Even among your own kind, one moment you can swear solemn oaths, and the next, strike without hesitation to kill."
"You flatter me, Crimson-Scaled King," Song Wen replied blandly.
Seeing Song Wen's utterly shameless demeanor, boundless fury suddenly rose in the Crimson-Scaled King's eyes.
"Extreme Yin, it really is you?" There was a trace of uncertainty in the Crimson-Scaled King's tone.
"Crimson-Scaled King, it has been many years. Your bearing remains as splendid as ever." Song Wen stopped concealing himself and simply admitted his identity.
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