I'm Still That Tang Wanhua!_1

That voice belonged to Old Snake, and the Heaven Devouring Beast was in a dilemma about whether to go in and help Old Snake.

Old Snake's words were very clear. There was no need for the Heaven Devouring Beast to interfere, it would have left.

Another two days passed.

After such a long time, Old Snake's screams had long since ceased. It wasn't that Elder Tang had changed his strategy, but that Old Snake was already used to this kind of cutting.

Inside the battlefield.

Old Snake's body was much smaller, and his entire body had shrunk by eighty to ninety percent. Now that his entire body was coiled up, he was like a giant mountain, and it was no longer as majestic as before.

Mr. Tang's gaze was a little dull. While exhausting Old Snake, it was also exhausting his own body. His body wasn't as good as before, and after such an intense and prolonged battle, Mr. Tang was on the verge of collapse.