The enormous snake lying on the ground was suddenly compressed by an outside force, squeezing out an emerald-green bead.
Yang Tian reached out and caught it easily. "This is its inner core, roughly eighth or ninth level. A powerful Anaconda King of this kind of demon beast can reach the tenth level."
With that, he tossed the inner core to Bai Xiaoxiao and told her, Long Haochen, and the others, "We should encounter more of these demon beasts ahead. Xiao Xiao can hold on to the inner cores for now to absorb the poison fog. We'll divide them equally later. The snakeskin, gallbladder, and so on are all good materials. You can process those."
Having said his piece, Yang Tian remained calm and left matters there to Long Haochen and Bai Xiaoxiao.
Long Haochen nodded, then worked with Li Ang and the others to remove all the useful parts of the Anaconda. Its body was simply too large and took up too much space to put directly into a Storage Device.
Once they finished, the group continued deeper into the Dark Swamp.
"Senior Brother Yang Tian really is knowledgeable. No wonder I admire him." Lin Xin kept muttering along the way. He really wanted to know what rank Senior Brother Yang Tian had reached as a potion maker.
Thanks to Yang Tian's reminder, Bai Xiaoxiao held the inner core to absorb the poison fog, so they no longer needed to worry about the surrounding miasma. After they traveled for an hour, the already quiet swamp grew even more silent.
The deathly stillness was deeply uncomfortable.
At the rear, Yang Tian had already noticed three or four hundred strange, enormous flowers with tightly closed buds. Those should be the rare Demon Flowers.
"Why did you stop?" Cai'er asked, looking at Long