A complex expression flickered in the green snake's eyes, and suddenly, it soared into the air—
It opened its gaping maw, intending to swallow Chu Yuxiao whole.
"A futile struggle!" Chu Yuxiao sneered, revealing a peach wood sword smeared with realgar from his sleeve, which immediately pierced through its body.
"Roar—" The green snake let out a long, heaven-reaching howl, its body twisting incessantly in agony.
Pulling out the peach wood sword, Chu Yuxiao stabbed again, this time aiming for its heart.
The green snake didn't even get the chance to scream before it collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
Tossing the sword aside, Chu Yuxiao said to the guards rushing in, "Take it away. I will deal with it myself in a moment."
"Yes." A dozen guards boldly stepped forward, putting on the iron gloves they had prepared in advance, and carried the green snake away from Yihe Palace.
