C879 The Beauty of the Moment

Just then, as the Giant Snake writhed on the ground, one of its scales abruptly stood on end. A dozen massive purple scales, sharp as the blades of a cutter, began to spin rapidly and hurtled towards Yang Ling!

Simultaneously, a swarm of dense purple bubbles materialized around Yang Ling. Each bubble, no larger than a thumb, was filled with a black mist, signaling a deadly poison