Outside the Snake-People Temple, yellow sand filled the sky.
The surviving experts of the Snake-People Tribe surrounded Queen Medusa in protective layers, their expressions taut as though facing a formidable enemy, terrified that their queen might suffer the slightest further harm. All of them bore injuries to some degree, and the air reeked of blood and killing intent.
Meanwhile, the few surviving Dou Wangs of the Jia Ma Empire huddled behind Jia Xingtian, their faces ashen and their bodies shaking like chaff in a sieve. After Medusa transformed into the Colorful Heaven-Swallowing Python and swallowed the Nine-Star Dou Emperor in one gulp, Elder Yin had been scared out of his wits. Abandoning every scrap of dignity, he fled for his life, looking as wretched as a rat whose tail had been stepped on.
"You are a friend, not an enemy. Without your medicinal pill today, our Snake-People Tribe might not have survived this ordeal!"
Queen Medusa's voice was cool, yet carried a solemnity it had never held before.
The experts of the Snake-People Tribe: ?
When had they ever seen their queen speak to anyone in that tone?
Fan Tian did not respond.
He slowly raised his hand, spreading his five slender fingers slightly. Dou Qi so immense that it seemed almost tangible gathered at his fingertips, condensing into a dazzling point of light. Then he flicked it forward casually.
Whoosh!
An arrowlike streak of Dou Qi tore through the air, moving so fast that it ripped through the void. Space warped in its wake, leaving a pitch-black fissure as thick as a thumb that refused to heal for a long time.
"No, no... please, no!"
Above the distant peach grove, Elder Yin was fleeing frantically when he felt a chill against his back. The icy touch of death shot