He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

But the facts speak for themselves.

The black mist on the surface of that serpentine rock was indeed shrinking back frantically, and there were still urine stains on the snake's head, while white smoke billowed out like a steamer.

Er Lengzi stood there with his front legs spread apart, his heterochromatic eyes filled with smugness.

Its tail was wagging so hard it looked like it was about to take off.

However, just as Yang Guang was about to curse the dog, the retreating black mist on the serpentine rock suddenly stopped.

Followed by.

All the black smoke that had retreated from the cracks began to surge wildly toward the snake's head.

Thick black gas surged out from the depths of the rock wall in bursts, more than ten times faster than before.

The entire serpentine boulder trembled violently.

Gravel fell from the rock face with a clatter.

Er Lengzi's tail stopped instantly.

It took a step back, its two front paws slightly apart, its heterochromatic eyes, one blue and one gold, fixed intently on the direction of the snake's head.

Yang Guang's hair stood on end.

Black energy condensed and took shape above the snake's head.

It was a snake!

The outline of the giant snake was more than three meters long, and its entire body was composed of thick, blackish yin energy.

The patterns on the snake scales were clearly visible, and each scale shimmered with a dark red light.

The snake's body coiled above the rock wall, and amidst billowing black smoke, a giant snake's head slowly rose.

Two scarlet blood-red eyes opened.

Vertical pupils.

The kind of cold that seeps into your bones.

Those bloodshot eyes swept over Er Lengzi, then landed on Yang Guang.

The temperature on the entire mountainside dropped several degrees.

Er Lengzi let out a "woof," squatted on the ground, and scratched at the gravel with his front paws, his face clearly saying, "That pee just now seems to have angered it."

Yang Guang didn't move.

Three paper knives were held between the fingers, with the pads of the thumb and forefinger applying slight pressure.

A giant black serpent coiled above the snake-shaped rock, its crimson eyes fixed intently on Yang Guang.

But it did not attack.

Instead of attacking, the enormous snake head slowly lowered.

Amidst the billowing black smoke, a hoarse, piercing hiss escaped from the snake's mouth.

"Heavenly... Master..."

Yang Guang's fingers paused for a moment.

This thing can talk?

The black smoke serpent lowered its head even further, almost touching the rock wall.

Those scarlet vertical pupils did not churn with murderous intent.

It is fear.

But Yang Guang still saw a hint of cunning in its blood-red eyes.

"Master, spare my life..."

The hissing was drawn out, carrying a plea that seemed to seep from the very bones.

"If the Celestial Master is willing to spare my life... and help me become a spirit... I swear, I will protect the Celestial Master's descendants for the rest of my life, until my death!"

Yang Guang tilted his head.

Er Lengzi squatted to the side, his two front paws clasped together, his head tilted to the side, looking like he was watching a show.

Yang Guang stared at the giant black serpent for two seconds.

Then he laughed.

"To protect my descendants?"

"With your foul-mouthed mouth, do you think I'd believe anything you say?"

He took a step forward.

My foot was on the edge of the ink line, and I didn't move an inch.

"We'll see."

Yang Guang raised the hand holding the paper knife and pointed his index finger at the giant black serpent: "You think you're worthy?"

The black smoke serpent's blood-red eyes suddenly contracted.

The two words "You're not worthy" came crashing down, and the snake-like body made of black smoke twisted violently.

Yang Guang didn't give it time to react.

My right wrist jerked.

The first paper knife flew out of my hand.

The vermilion lines gleamed a dark red in the sunlight as the paper knife precisely pierced the seven-inch mark of the serpentine boulder.

The paper knife, about the length of an index finger, had its blade embedded in the rock face, with only half of the handle sticking out.

The moment of penetration.

The entire serpentine boulder suddenly trembled.

Within the cracks on the rock face, the red light of cinnabar spread rapidly along the fissures.

When the red light shone on the cracks of varying depths, they hissed and emitted black smoke.

The giant black smoke serpent's body convulsed violently.

In those bloodshot, scarlet eyes, fear finally overwhelmed everything.

"Celestial Master!"

The hiss turned into a scream.

The snake-like body formed by black smoke twisted wildly, coiling around the serpentine rock in an attempt to break free.

However, the ink line coil completely sealed off the entire area.

Three concentric circles of vermilion ink lines firmly locked it in place, and every time the snake's body touched the ink lines, it would bounce back.

The sizzling sound of burning black smoke echoed through the mountainside.

Yang Guang watched it struggle with amusement, then twirled the remaining two paper knives between his fingers.

"Strike the snake at its vital point."

"But I didn't expect you to be able to hold on."

He placed one paper knife in each hand and weighed them in his hand: "Then let's say goodbye to this world."

Two paper knives flew out at the same time.

One left and one right.

Two dark red lights almost simultaneously entered the snake-head position of the serpentine rock wall, piercing through the rock surface corresponding to the two blood-red eyes.

The screams of the giant black serpent exploded at that moment.

The sound was so sharp and piercing that the entire thicket on the back hill rattled and rustled from the sound waves.

Two scarlet blood-red pupils shattered from the inside.

A burst of red light shot out, mixed with thick black smoke.

The snake's body was no longer consciously twisting, but rather a pure pain reflex.

The black smoke billowed wildly, but was completely blocked by the ink line.

It can't go anywhere.

Yang Guang put his hands back in his pockets and took two steps back.

The work is done.

The rest is up to time. This thing is already at its last gasp; it's only a matter of time before it dissipates.

But at that very moment!

With a whoosh!

A gray shadow darted past him.

Er Lengzi (a foolish person).

The husky, which had been drooling and squatting nearby, went completely berserk the moment the giant black smoke snake howled.

It darted directly into the ink line coil.

With its four legs kicking rapidly, it plunged headfirst into the dissipating black smoke.

He opened his mouth and bit.

Chew it in big bites.

He mumbled incoherently, "Delicious, delicious! This thing is stronger than a Kumanthong!"

It tore off pieces of black smoke and stuffed them into its mouth, and its body visibly shrank.

Yang Guang hadn't even had a chance to curse.

A splashing sound came from beside my feet.

The rooster that had been lying on the ground, half-dead, suddenly stood up.

Its two round eyes were as big as copper bells.

The crown turned bright red.

Its feathers stood on end, one by one; it wasn't crowing, it was going to war.

"Gah..."

A strange scream.

The rooster flapped its wings and scratched the ground a couple of times with its claws.

The whole chicken leaped into the air and plunged directly into the ink line coil.

To be precise, it rushed towards the black smoke that Er Lengzi was gnawing on.

boom!

With a flick of its head, the chicken precisely caught a large wisp of dissipating black smoke in its beak.

It tilted its head back and swallowed it.

Er Lengzi was chewing with gusto when he suddenly noticed that a large piece of food was missing from his mouth, and he abruptly turned his head.

It happened to run into the rooster's fierce, round eyes.

Eyes facing each other.

Er Lengzi exploded.

"You bastard!"

With a push of its two front paws, the dog shifted half a meter to the side, muttering under its breath, "Get lost!"

"This belongs to Doggy!"

"What are you doing, a chicken, getting involved in this mess?"

The rooster was not to be outdone.

With a flick of its crown, the dog swept its wing across and slapped Er Lengzi across the dog's face.

Chicken feathers flew all over my face.

Er Lengzi's head lolled to the side after being slapped, but he stubbornly refused to let go of the black smoke in his mouth.

It chewed even faster while cursing.

The rooster was not to be outdone; it stretched and retracted its neck, pecking at an absurdly fast speed.

Each bite produces a fist-sized plume of black smoke.

The two animals staged an earth-shattering battle for food inside the ink line.

This is truly chaos and disorder in the literal sense...