A figure covered with fiery red scales stood in the void, holding a long sword in his hand. Opposite him was an immortal of the Mountain-Shaking Snake Clan who had been crowned as a king.
Suddenly, the figure moved, and his position kept flickering in the air. In the sky within a radius of thousands of kilometers, only his afterimages were left.
"Boom~"
The knife shadow like a long river slashed towards the mountain-shaking snake. The sharp blade easily cut through its dark brown scales, and then a violent divine power flowed into its body along the blade.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
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