The air was thick with the scent of blood. Within this space, a man and a woman fell silent, each lost in their own thoughts.
Silence speaks louder than words; some things are best left unsaid.
Tu Xiao'an had already cast aside all distracting thoughts, focusing all his energy on absorbing the essence of ten thousand snakes from the Blood Pool.
His Snake King bloodline grew increasingly pure, and his physical constitution improved with each passing day.
The change was most obvious on his forehead, where the "King" mark grew increasingly radiant. The Snake Scales covering his body glistened, each one peerless, shining like the brightest stars in the sky and twinkling with brilliant light.
The Blood Pool continued to boil, bubbling violently. Gradually, the blood at the outer edges of the pool started turning into clear water, a sign that Tu Xiao'an had absorbed a significant portion of its essence.
