Su Yu was no devil. He had merely administered a little punishment.
Yes, just ten minutes.
After the White Snake Sage had struggled for ten minutes, roaring until she could no longer make a sound and could only let out the occasional whimper, Su Yu felt she had tasted enough pain.
Then flames erupted beneath the White Snake Sage's skin, and her entire body began to burn.
Before long, she had been reduced to a large heap of ashes.
A few seconds later, in a dark corner, a crack suddenly opened in the ground. A little white snake, about two fingers thick, crawled out.
This was the White Snake Sage's last resort.
When it came to staying alive, the White Snake Sage was a professional.
Why was Orochimaru so hard to kill? He had learned it all at Ryūchi Cave.
But the White Snake Sage's little trick was being played right under Su Yu's nose.
Su Yu saw it all clearly.
The White Snake Sage had barely crawled out and had yet to breathe a sigh of relief when she froze.
An irresistibly powerful force appeared out of nowhere, pressing evenly against every part of her body.
With a soft squelch, the White Snake Sage was crushed into minced flesh.
Just like that, the immensely powerful White Snake Sage, who had lived for over a thousand years, vanished from this world for good.
She had been crushed to death like a bug.
At the very instant the White Snake Sage died, the Toad Sage far away on Mount Myōboku and the Katsuyu Sage in Shikkotsu Forest both looked toward Ryūchi Cave.
They knew that the snake who was an existence like themselves, the White Snake Sage, was gone.
It would be hard to say they were all that grief-stricken.
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