Only in this way can the immortal giant meet its end in a way it cannot escape.
This is the flame that devours spiritual energy. Although the snake was melted by the fire from the ground, its main component is spiritual energy. Without it, it vanishes instantly.
"Where are you going?"
Staring at the place where the snake smoke disappeared. As the chill and overcast sensation arrived, Ye Fengsheng's voice was ready to be heard, waving his hand. In the vast space, a transparent palm, almost undetectable to the naked eye, like a mist, grasped the cold cloudiness.
At this moment, Ye Fengsheng slowly walked to the position of the giant snake, lowered his head, and picked up a piece of rubble on the ground which resembled a bloodstone, emitting heat.
The palm felt this scorching gravel, and Ye Fengsheng's voice slightly raised his eyebrows.
