In the dark forest, towering ancient trees were everywhere, and various strange sounds echoed all around.
Lu Xuan stood quietly next to a massive spirit wood with a diameter of more than half a meter, while a hollow bone ball hovered in front of him.
Suddenly, the bone ball morphed into a bone shield in an instant, blocking a thick black snake that tried to launch a surprise attack from behind the spirit wood with a loud bang.
Just as the third-grade demon snake tried to escape, the bone shield transformed again into a bone network, wrapping the demon snake tighter and tighter until it gasped for its last breath.
"The freshest self-service, eat more."
Lu Xuan smiled at the pale red meatball at his feet, while he produced an eerie lantern in his hand as the Spirit of Flesh absorbed the blood fog formed from the flesh and blood of the demon snake.
In the lantern, a piece of pale wax seemed to sense something, causing the numerous tentacle-like tassels below to sway slightly.