Zheng Changde glanced into the depths of the dense forest, a cold smile appearing on his face. Then, he drew a longsword from his waist.
This longsword was as long and wide as a normal sword, shimmering with a cold gleam, its bright blade reflecting a human silhouette.
The only difference was that within the blade, a faint red glow seemed to emerge, and within this glow, a fire snake appeared to loom indistinctly.
"It seems some people need a profound lesson!" Zheng Changde muttered to himself, running his fingers lovingly over the sword blade.
No one saw that when Zheng Changde's fingers brushed over the blade, a faint green light surrounded his fingertips, constantly infusing into the longsword. As the green light poured in, a small, lifelike snake emerged on the blade, wriggling as if alive within that narrow space.
