Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

"Ah? This..."

In his mind, Qing Lu Ancient Immortal burst into laughter.

"Hehe, this is the Blood Spring Snake Tide, formed by the Black Water Eight-headed Serpent, a Blood Spring Snake Tide!

"Not afraid of fire, not afraid of slashing, not afraid of Qinghua Rain!"

Mo Lanyou also watched the video.

In his mind, the Ancient Immortal was momentarily stunned.

"It’s over.

"This... this kind of snake really isn’t afraid of Qinghua Rain!"

...

The snake tide engulfed one after another Immortal Technique Committee member!

"Ah!"

The snake tide burst open with a gap, and Tian Xinghuo flew out from it! His clothes were torn and tattered, with various wounds large and small, oozing foul black blood.

Swish!

A dazzling sword light slashed through the snake tide, and a tall and thin Wu Jianxian flew out, still staring intently at the snake tide even while in midair!

He saw those small snakes he had severed, their upper and lower bodies split into two sections, but amid the foul blood splattering, the lower body grew heads, and the upper body grew tails, turning one snake into two!

This type of snake was surprisingly not afraid of slashing!

Poof!

He fell back into the snake tide from midair, swung his sword again, and once more bright sword light shone!

...

In the warehouse of Fox Mountain.

One by one, fiery red foxes scurried between the shelves, their large tails swinging, running around frantically.

Some held bamboo baskets, some carried small buckets, fetching various herbs that their master had designated.

"Ying ying ying!"

"Aow aow aow!"

Bai Liandan’Er, holding a full basket of Dragon Snake Grass, dashed out of the warehouse, heading towards the hall at the entrance of the warehouse.

There, dozens of senior and junior brothers gathered around the Great Tripod, either adding firewood under the tripod or adding ingredients and stirring at the mouth of the tripod.

With a "whoosh," it jumped onto the mouth of the tripod, stood steadily, and poured the entire basket of Dragon Snake Grass inside with a "crash!"

A voice suddenly came from the master in its triangular ears.

"Very good, pay attention and observe. Whenever one of the Chichici Purple Sue roots floating in the tripod starts glowing, scoop it out immediately!"

Glowing?

Bai Liandan’Er stared at the medicinal soup in the tripod, watched the surface of the soup, and saw several large and small Chichici Purple Sue roots, one of which, about the length of a thumb, was indeed glowing!

"Aow!"

Immediately, it grabbed a slotted spoon and scooped up the small root.

...

"Ugh..."

Zhang Shan had been completely engulfed in the snake sea.

A cold, slippery pressure attacked from all sides, wrapping and squeezing his body. Snakes coiled around his waist, chest, shoulders, covering his mouth and nose. He was sweating and coughing up blood, his body weak like a ragged sack, allowing the snake swarm to engulf him, unable to muster a hint of strength.

In his mind, Round Stone Ancient Immortal’s smile was icy cold.

"Idiot.

"Did you really think you could defeat the Black Water Eight-headed Serpent?

"It’s nothing more than sacrificing your life in vain!

"Disgusting others while harming yourself!"

...

"Ah!"

In the snake sea, Committee Member Gu Lin was submerged, desperately trying to pull away three snakes biting his neck, but spurting blood only attracted more hissing, low-roaring snakes!

He was out of strength, his head dizzy, vision blurry, his body full of wounds losing blood, further weakening his strength and blurring his consciousness.

"Am I going to die?"

He heard the mocking voice of Ancient Immortal Tie Pi in his mind.

"Do you realize the severity now?

"The Black Water Eight-headed Serpent, even in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, was not an ordinary Immortal Beast. It’s not something small fry like you can handle!

"Even that West State Boss, you see, did he make a move?

"His Qinghua Rain can’t defeat the Black Water Eight-headed Serpent!"

...

At the highest point of the stands.

Su Yaoyao leaned forward, her shoulders tense, fists clenched!

Her eyes were red, tears pouring down like rain!

She could no longer see the Red Treasure, the Red Treasure had been engulfed by the snake tide!

She could sense that the Red Treasure was in a very bad state!

The Ancient Immortal in her mind was also anxious!

"We can’t let the Red Treasure die, I’ll teach you the Secret Technique of Wind Feather Holy Land!"

Wind Feather Holy Land?

Only then did Su Yaoyao realize that she too was an Heir of a Holy Land?

Beside her, Bai Mo, holding his apprentice Bai Doudou, saw that the snake tide below had already become unstoppable, invading the audience seats!

"Just in time."

...

The snake tide was unstoppable!

"Hiss hiss!"

Snakes as thick as a bowl slithered onto the audience seats, their foul snake mouths gnawing towards the head of a freckled-faced girl!

The girl was eighteen or nineteen, wearing a flashing headband with glowing lettering "West State Boss" on it.

She was very obedient, keeping her eyes closed, covering her ears!

Even in the front row...

Even as she heard the sounds of the snakes crawling, squeezing, hissing...

Even as she heard repeated gunshots, screams, and muffled groans, she did not open her eyes, only trembled and cried!

But now, she smelled the foul odor!

The pungent stench made her face twist, tears and snot pouring as she opened her eyes.

Tear-blurred, she turned to see, in the darkness, a large snake with her headband in its mouth "thud" fell limply to the ground.

The environment was too dark, she couldn’t see clearly. Instinctively frightened, she covered her mouth to hold back a scream, tears streaming down!

But the next moment, she saw, beneath the scales of the collapsed snake, roots started crawling out, trembling!

Those roots varied in thickness, emitting white light! Growing wildly!

In this darkness, as if following the scent, they grew all the way, reaching out, burrowing into the writhing, hissing snake swarm ahead!

This was like a spark falling onto dry wood, igniting instantly!

Each fine root was growing, searching madly, piercing under the snake scales, sucking blood and flesh, draining nutrients!

Amidst the snakes’ hissing and wild twisting, the roots grew thicker, longer, branching, growing out more roots that frantically searched, penetrating under more scales, into more snakes!

In no time, these roots emitting white light, like flames, burned ever more brightly among the snake swarm, using the snakes as kindling!