The Black Jar is right before them.
Xin Lin and Wan Ying both looked at the jar.
The jar was quite tall, reaching Xin Lin's neck, probably needing two people to encircle it with their arms.
The inside was pitch black, with light unable to penetrate.
What was inside could not be seen from the outside at all.
Wan Ying glanced at Xin Lin, sneering inside.
What good is the appreciation of Master Chen Chen when it will soon become a dead person.
Wan Ying knew very well what was inside the Black Jar.
Inside was a Fourth-level Spiritual Beast, Crane Crown Cobra.
A single bite from it would be deadly.
"Snake?"
Xin Lin, however, gazed into the jar, and soon saw clearly what was inside.
There were several snakes, most of which were de-venomed Grass Pythons.
But usually fierce as they were, at this moment all the Grass Pythons were cowering in the corners.
A hissing sound erupted, as a small snake, entirely black and with a dash of crimson on its head, dominated an area.
