Liu Ming, through his spiritual sense, discovered that the flying sword itself hadn't sustained any damage. However, most of the mana attached to the sword body was corroded. With a beckoning gesture, he retrieved the silver sword and, with a flick of his spellcasting fingers, made its radiance surge once more.
At the same time, the scar-faced youth changed his hand seals, and the giant python coiled around him shrank back, entwining around his body once again. Green spirit patterns on his body flickered, giving rise to strands of green silk that swiftly wrapped around the wounds. In moments, the wounds on the python and his body visibly healed at an astonishing rate.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and after a low shout, the green python split into two as it slithered, and both parts detached from the body, lunging at Liu Ming again.