The King of the Incognito Snakes is dead, and the Incognito Snakes have scattered.

Jiang Wang didn't immediately land to collect the spoils, but instead sank his mind into Tongtian Palace.

Study the black snake sealed within the Soulflower Sea.

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The Anonymous Serpent King is undoubtedly a formidable opponent, possessing remarkable intellect and formidable strength. He commands an immeasurable horde of snakes, with countless "soldiers" at his beck and call, charging into battle under his banner.

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Needless to say, its stealth ability can be described as near-perfect. Coupled with its incredible speed, the strength to uproot giant trees, the intense poison, and the ability to attack souls...

Had it not chosen to personally attack Qing Jiuye, and been detected by Jiang Wang through the Hong Zhuang Mirror, there is no doubt that it could have continued to run rampant in the Sen Hai Yuan Realm.

Without Jiang Wang's presence, Dan Qing and the others would have come here simply to offer provisions. It's no wonder that the Holy Clan has abandoned the tradition of serpent hunting for many years.

When the Anonymous Serpent King died, the black snakes that roamed the Heavenly Palace of Jiang Wang lost their command. They no longer attacked in a disciplined manner, but scattered chaotically.

Just like those ordinary, nameless snakes out there, confused and aimless.

Jiang Wang suddenly thought of something. Did the King of Venomous Snakes control the snake group through these black snakes?

...nor did I see how it communicated, the serpent's attack was highly organized.

The more I think about it, the more likely it seems.

At that time, if he had not responded in time with corresponding divine soul spells, once these black snakes were devoured, he would probably have become a mindless corpse. Of course, it was also very likely to give Jiang Yan an opportunity to usurp the nest. With Jiang Yan's insight, he certainly wouldn't be helpless against these black snakes.

Correspondingly, if we understand the operating principles of these black snakes, wouldn't that be equivalent to mastering a magical art related to soul power?

Compared to the dazzling power of Yuanli arts, Shenhun arts are often more insidious and harder to guard against.

Especially with someone as skilled in this path as Jiang Yan residing in the Heavenly Palace, Jiang Wang also felt the need to improve his soul arts.

Before entering the Sea of Origin, Jiang Yan, though reluctant, at least responded. After entering the Shade-Infused Realm, he fell silent. Until now, when we left the Shade-Infused Realm, there was still no reaction from him.

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It is unknown whether it was truly subdued by some force, or if it is quietly observing something.

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Regarding Jiang Yan, there was far too little to know. Jiang Wang couldn't even fathom his thoughts.

After some thought, I drove away those black snakes with Soul Flame Blossoms, staying far away from the position of the Underworld Candle.

With the Sea of Souls, it should be able to provide some cover.

He planned to return to the Shényīn lands after this, and then focus on researching these black snakes. In any case, within the Shényīn lands, he should be able to avoid Jiang Yǎn's sight.

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Fortunately, the principle of the soul flower sea is based on the firecracker sea. Once this kind of Taoist technique is formed, the Dao Yuan consumed continuously is extremely small, only needing to split out some mental energy for slight control.

Unless a firework explodes, the next one needs to be generated.

With Jiang Wang's current soul power, it would be no problem to support returning to the God-shadowing Land and researching further.

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Everything that happened at Tongtian Palace was hushed up.

To onlookers, it seemed as if Jiang Wang merely stood silent in the air for a moment before landing gracefully before the corpse of the Serpent King.

"Alas."

Looking at the dead snake in front of her, Jiang Wang couldn't help but feel heartache.

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Drawing his sword, he began to cut through the snake's skin with a face full of regret.

This is a test.

At this moment, he truly regrets it.

Although he tried his best to contain the Eight-Sound Flame Sparrow, the eruption of this magical technique within the Absconding Snake King's abdomen was still not something he could precisely control.

The Ankylosaur King was indeed dead, but its most important and valuable Ankylosaur hide was riddled with holes. What word could possibly describe how terrible it was? Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

All other things, like snake gall, were long ago blown to pieces.

With a snake this massive, if its hide was intact, making ten or more stealthy garments would be no problem. He could easily use the excess material to trade with the Holy Race.

But now...

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Jiang Wang labored for a long time, carefully selecting and cutting two large, intact pieces of snake skin. They looked just right, front and back, to make a garment—if the invisibility cloak was sewn together with needle and thread.

If the King of Serpents has more scales, he wouldn't mind sharing. But with only these two intact ones, they naturally belong to him alone.

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Most of the killing and hiding the snakes, including the snake king, was done by him alone. No one else really had any say in it.

The quality of this anonymous garment made Jiang Wang very much anticipate it.

Apart from that, there was also a pair of fangs and the snake’s scales were well preserved. These are good things.

When the King of Serpents died, his scales hardened and could be used to forge a sword—one wonders how it compares to the flexible serpent-scale sword he once wielded.

And the two fangs of a snake can be made into daggers.

In the end, the finished product won't be bad as long as it has this kind of material foundation.

Jiang Wang received them all, just waiting to leave Qixing Valley, and when he had free time, he would pass them on to Lian Que.

Over there, Qing Bazhi and the others were all veterans of hunting, so naturally they wouldn't let go of their spoils after the hunt. They took out their knives and skillfully skinned the animals.

Despite its resilience, the Qīqī tree had suffered too many wounds. Though its vitality was terrifying and it could withstand both poison and injury, it was still badly shaken. It simply sat on the ground, muttering aimlessly.

Of these people, only Suchi stood amidst the corpses of snakes, silent and unspeaking.

Jiang Wang glanced at him and didn't say much.

Compared to the constant hunting, the Saint Clan warriors engage in battles with all kinds of powerful beasts from the forests and sea realms.

Most of the cultivators in Qixinglou may not be weak in ability, but their qualities as warriors are relatively lacking.

He was on standby but as soon as he saw the opportunity, he charged in with bloodshot eyes and ended up becoming a key player.

A warrior was struck by a strange ailment, which enabled him to break the serpent's venom but ultimately left him disoriented and confused.

Jiang Wang didn't know how to evaluate it.

Of course they all have their reasons. For example, Suchi emotionally broke down and needed to vent, while Wu went through this out of kindness, wanting to more accurately judge the toxins by risking his own life.

But those who have truly experienced war should understand that beyond victory and defeat, any reason or excuse is meaningless.

To be honest, with them like this, Jiang Wang had no confidence in facing the Falcon together.

While peeling his skin, Qing Bajie casually asked, "Why didn't you bring your sword today?"

As a fellow member of the Sacred Clan warriors, he naturally understood that Qingqi Shu wasn't only skilled with his shield but also frequently carried a single sword. A complete Qingqi Shu was both sword and shield.

Qiqiao tree grinned and said casually, "Practice."

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He was willing to take on the burden, anyway, it was hard to kill him. Qing Bajie didn't think much, with a light shake of his hand, the complete invisibility snake skin was "removed", his hands and feet were very nimble.

It was Qing Jiu Ye who glanced at the Qing Qi tree on the ground, appearing very silent.

<< Jiang Wang packed up the hidden serpent king and walked this way, casually chatting with Qingqishu for a few words, and saw that the wounds on his body had already begun to recover... It's really enviable. >>

However, this recovery ability and resilience comes at the cost of some sensitivity. Qing Qi's own "slowness" stems from this. His perception of pain seems to be significantly delayed compared to ordinary people.

For example...he's only just starting to scream now.

"Ouch, it hurts so much, it hurts so much..."

"Slowness" perhaps limits this recovery ability. Also, while his defense is skillful and the Aoki Shield a treasured item, he's frequently wounded in the midst of the snake swarm.

Of course, compared to a body that is nearly immortal, this level of imperfection is nothing at all.

Over there, Wu Queji, all alone on the periphery, was dizzy for a long time before finally recovering some and feeling normal again. He just had a big tongue: "I know...know...this...this...poison..."

He was very excited.

He finally had a thorough understanding of the venom of the hidden snake and was confident in his ability to formulate the corresponding antidote pills.

He is very helpful!

Jiang Wang and others were busy dealing with the anaconda's skin, ignoring him.

...Antitoxin pills and such...

Besides himself, no one else needed to eat.

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