Bai Yuan finally found the source of the demonic aura in a corner of the back kitchen where wild game was kept.
It was a small cyan snake, only the size of his palm.
"This is it?"
Bai Yuan gazed at the Little Cyan Snake lying motionless on the ground as if it were dead. The demonic aura was indeed emanating from its body.
'A third metamorphosis!'
The three words surfaced in his mind involuntarily.
A snake undergoes nine metamorphoses to become a dragon.
A Snake Demon molts once every hundred years. After each molting, it becomes extremely weak, but if it survives, its power will increase dramatically.
It was just like the Snake Demon that Bai Yuan had killed in Zhu Huan's secret chamber.
But that large snake had only undergone its first molting, while this little snake before him had already undergone its third. This meant the little snake had three hundred years of cultivation!
The more times a Snake Demon molts, the weaker it becomes after each one.
