"It's him!"
A piercing roar suddenly tore through the silence, waves of sound carrying boundless hatred, reverberating across the land.
The hundred-zhang long body of Yueming Python abruptly stiffened, its pitch-black, ink-like scales exploded with a "clang," each one emanating a chilling azure glow.
Immediately, Yueming Python raised its head, those golden demonic eyes locked onto that figure.
Pupils shrank into two dangerous pinpoints, as if wanting to engrave Lu Xuan's figure into the depths of its soul.
"Ancient One, it's him!"
"That human brat!"
In Yueming Python's hoarse voice, there was an uncontrollable trembling, not of fear, but of suppressed rage finally finding its outlet.
Amidst the flickering snake tongue, the azure demonic spirit within Yueming Python's body surged in the void.
The azure light spread like a tide, covering a radius of ten zhang, casting the entire space in a ghostly blue.
