Mo Zhaoli was extremely experienced and reacted swiftly, but the problem was that unexpected mishaps remained unavoidable.
The [Scarlet-Thread Demon Snake]'s final attack had clearly exceeded the norm, surpassing the strength and speed possible at the early second tier. Otherwise, Mo Zhaoli could easily have dodged or blocked it.
Yet something... had still gone wrong!
Lin Changheng's heart tightened at this, and his vigilance grew.
In magical combat and demon hunting, one could succeed countless times, but a single mishap, a single hit, could bring consequences too terrible to contemplate.
One's Dao path might be utterly ruined, or one might even die.
He had to be exceedingly cautious and never careless!
Once he struck, he had to unleash thunderous force, spare nothing to kill his enemy, then grind their bones and scatter their ashes.
Lin Changheng went straight toward the enormous snake carcass that had crashed to the ground. The [Flowing Light Sword] flew from his hand and sliced through the gashes in its flesh, chopping the carcass to pieces.
Before long, he picked out a crimson monster core.
The flying sword then moved again, extracting some essence blood, which Lin Changheng drew over with his magical power and sealed in a bottle.
Clapping his hands, Lin Changheng was ready to finish up when Mo Zhaoli walked to his side and said with a smile, "Brother Lin, you've missed the most valuable parts of this [Scarlet-Thread Demon Snake]."
"Oh?" Lin Changheng was surprised.
Mo Zhaoli had already swiftly regained her composure. She gave Lin Changheng a gentle smile. Though she knew the method Brother Lin had just used to save her was extraordinarily miraculous, she asked no questions.
Naturally, Lin Changheng offered no explanation either.
A magic-artifact flying sword flew from her hand and cut into a patch of