"..."
The corpse, untouched for countless years, now lifted its head and opened its mouth, but no sound emerged. In the already white pupils, a blue and a purple hue slowly emerged, causing Pu Yanlan's expression to shift,
"This Master Shuangtong truly is a lingering ghost. I thought that when he blew up the latter half of Chi Dang, he would be scattered to oblivion too!"
Speaking of it, this Master Shuangtong wasn't the highest in realm and skills among the opponents they had faced, yet he was the most troublesome. Even now, he hadn't dispersed into nothingness!
Pu Yanlan slightly frowned, took out her Little Golden Sword, and with a twist of her wrist, the sword expanded several times,
"Go!"
The gigantic golden sword slashed at the Chi Dang corpse, which was struggling ceaselessly on the ground,
"Boom..."
With a single slash, the Chi Dang corpse was severed into two halves, and the divided snake body immediately quieted down, reverting to its former deathly silence,
