Zhou Li walked through the endless yellow sand, the relentless wind and sand obscuring his vision to a mere five meters.
Holding a dagger, Zhou Li silently traversed the seemingly boundless yellow sand. Even though he knew it was the effect of a spiritual artifact, he couldn't help but marvel in his mind at the summit of Tang Sect's artifact refining skills.
The Tang Sect truly was terrifying.
Soon, ripples of hidden currents emerged within the yellow sand. Zhou Li didn't immediately defend or take any other action; instead, he stood still, closed his eyes, as if feeling something.
Here it comes!
Suddenly, Zhou Li's eyes snapped open, and Immortal Qi whipped a clumsy spiritual artifact into his hand as if lashing it with a small leather strap.
Bend down, turn around, thrust.
With these three simple movements, Zhou Li impaled a poisonous snake that had appeared without warning, piercing it completely.
Golden Belly Mang Snake.
