The most elite group of cultivators below the Feather Transformation Realm across the Five Continents gathered atop the desolate ruins.
The pitch-black night and the rampaging malevolent forces surrounded them, as enduring and relentless as the torrential downpour, feeling as though it would never end.
And at the center of the ruins, a frenzied giant serpent was imprisoned.
It raised its head high, its eyelids coated in tricolored purple gold, making its serpent eyes appear strange and alluring.
It gazed coldly at the holy white snake it had constricted, watching her life ebb away under its control.
Ji Xueruo's eyes bulged painfully as she whimpered, yet she still resisted with all her might against the overwhelming force, and against the bloodline suppression coming from within her own body.
Her defiance made the giant serpent angrier; it had waited thousands of years, seeing through the white snake's eyes many things, like the Snake Race slowly reviving miles away.
