Ning Xiaoxian's eyes flickered. She understood clearly: the cultivator who came to capture Huangfuming had protective Gang Qi, yet this little snake charged forward as if unimpeded, biting its target directly. Truly strange indeed.
The cultivator grunted, reaching out with a magic artifact to sever the snake's body. However, the yellow snake released its bite upon hitting its mark, slithered back to the table, and coiled up again, with its head still raised high. Its cold and merciless snake eyes roved over the remaining two people. The unlucky one who was bitten fell silently to the ground, while the other two quickly rushed to support him and rolled up his sleeves to reveal the wound on his wrist.
