This enormous serpent was covered in ancient, green patterns and adorned with scales as hard as iron armor. On its forehead was a sharp unicorn horn. As it opened its blood-red mouth, the green patterns on its body seemed to wriggle, emitting an eerie and chilling glow.
Watching the hundred-zhang long serpent charging at him, Ling Chen's eyes showed no reaction. Only when the serpent was within a zhang of him did his eyelids lift slightly, and he moved!
Clang!
A sound of a treasure sword being drawn echoed. In the black void, a solitary sword light emerged, as if a sword of hope, tearing through all the darkness.
Swish!
The sharp sword light sliced from top to bottom. In an instant, the enormous serpent was cut through by the sword light, split down the middle, and divided into two halves.
The bisected black serpent's body dissipated into two clouds of black mist, fading into nothingness.
"Huh? My illusionary serpent was broken?"
