The temperature, well over ten degrees below zero, awakened the hibernation instinct coded into his Snake Beast genes. But Gu Yin, who had received his full bloodline inheritance, already possessed some resistance to the cold.
A pair of blood-red, cold serpentine eyes stared intently at the oblivious Wandering Beasts down in the ravine, his bright red, forked tongue flickering silently and dangerously.
"HISS~"
His black and red python body slid slowly forward along the rugged mountain rocks. His tense tail swung back and forth, shaking off some of the snow that coated his scales.
This was the prelude to his hunt.
"Don't! Our main mission right now is to find the Beast God Fruit. If you attack this group of Wandering Beasts, you might attract even more. We could have trouble getting away!"
