The Black Python's body was colossal, overshadowing the sun as it weaved through the clouds. Its entire body shimmered with the blinding brilliance of its scales, each one seeming to be forged from Immortal Gold, exhibiting divine might and demonic ferocity that was unimaginable. It swallowed three Immortals from the Foreign Domain in one gulp.
Just moments later, the Black Python's gaping maw opened again, expelling three skeletons that shone with a dark hue.
The bones, originally as tough as Immortal Gold, showed extensive pits and erosions due to the snake's stomach acid. A little longer, and not even dust would have remained.
"Ptui, ptui, ptui, this tastes terrible, it's actually sour!"
The Black Python spoke human language, its snake face contorting like a twisted pretzel.
The Black Python was none other than Little Black who had ushered Gu Chen, Shi Hao, and others to this place.