At the same time, wisps of black vapor rose from the straw doll in the Green Snake Wizard's hands and coiled around the thick iron needle piercing its chest.
A tremendous force surged against it. The needle, as thick as a toothpick, seemed ready to spring back out at any moment.
The Green Snake Wizard's expression shifted slightly, then turned ice-cold. Without hesitation, he pricked his tongue. Pitch-black blood flowed from its tip and dripped onto the straw doll, forcibly suppressing the black vapor.
"Master Green Snake, how is it going?" Only then did one of his suit-clad assistants dare to ask.
"Hiss, hiss... I've run into an interesting fellow. He's actually fighting me with magic, trying to save Da Xiang! Hiss, hiss...
"Da Xiang's abilities are limited. He certainly isn't the one behind this. That man is... hiss, hiss!"
The assistant had followed the Green Snake Wizard for some time, but that eerie laugh still made his skin crawl. What he heard next startled him. "Master, is the man behind this so powerful that even you're no match for him?"
The Native Wizard suddenly sneered. "Hiss, hiss... How could that be? No matter how powerful he is, he can't defeat me! This is the land where my ancestral spirits rest. Here, I am the most powerful Wizard..."
Seeing Master Green Snake verge on a frenzy, the middle-aged man dared not press him. After a while, though, he asked, "Is Da Xiang dead?"
"No. I used Da Xiang to cast a spell on that expert. The expert broke my spell, so naturally Da Xiang won't die. You can't even understand something that simple. I've told you before, you pale-skinned devils are too stupid!"
The middle-aged man did not know whether to laugh or cry. How could he understand such mysterious