In the Snake People Tribe's Ancestral Land, within the Bamboo House, a stone statue stood at the very center. Its body was a giant python. Though it was clearly inside this tiny Bamboo House, it carried an air of wanting to punch a hole through the bamboo roof above it, radiating a yearning for freedom.
Zhao Li withdrew his gaze from the giant python rearing its head and hissing, as if it meant to bite a hole in the sky itself. He faintly sensed an unusual aura. This stone statue was no dead object.
"When something's this abnormal, there has to be a demon behind it. I'd like to see just what kind of monster you are!"
Interest stirred in Zhao Li's heart. He no longer wasted words with her. His eyes narrowed slightly, and then a beam of Divine Light shot from them, blasting toward the old woman. With his current Soul Power, how could this mere Dou Zong elder possibly withstand it? In an instant, the old woman fell unconscious.
Then Zhao Li's hand seals changed. Immortal light flowed around his hands before pouring into the old woman's body. After that, the old woman opened her eyes once more and stood up. Only, she seemed to be no longer under her own control—or rather, the soul within that shell had been replaced by another.
Her body was stiff as she faced the Giant Serpent Divine Statue. Her eyes were filled with fanaticism, and she completely ignored Zhao Li and the others. She knelt toward the Giant Serpent Divine Statue, kowtowed three times with audible thuds, then formed a string of strange hand seals with her hands.
These events took long to describe, but in truth, only a few breaths had passed. Zhao Li's sudden move was beyond everyone's