Song Changming's expression was calm and he approached the giant snake leisurely, maintaining composure throughout.
Having confirmed the demon cultivation and Tao practice of this Great Demon, he saw no need to drag things further. Slowly drawing his saber, he struck, cutting down the snake's three heads with a single slash.
The once mighty Great Demon fell in despair and helplessness, and the sprayed snake blood shimmered with electric light that lingered for a long time.
At this moment, the long saber softly hummed, as if joyous at the sight of blood.
Song Changming glanced at his silver-black God-devouring Saber, accustomed to its excited response.
Whenever he killed a sufficiently powerful creature, this unique saber would express its joy to him.
Like the Great Demon he had just slain, perfectly satisfying its craving for slaughter.
"Kill! More, kill them all!"
The saber continued to express vague emotions, which Song Changming, as its master, could feel.
