The cold moonlight draped over the earth like a silver veil. Beneath this watery glow, Qingqing’s several-zhang-long form stood proudly, like an unshakeable mountain. Her massive snake tail radiated a cold, eerie light, as if brimming with boundless power.
With a sudden, violent lash, Qingqing whipped her tail—a motion swift as thunder. The immense force swept outward like a gale, slamming into the ground. A thunderous "boom" shook the earth so violently it felt like a major earthquake. Dust erupted into a mushroom cloud, filling the air, accompanied by a chorus of screams.
Those who failed to dodge in time were struck by the tail’s power; some were sent flying like kites with severed strings, crashing heavily to the ground with dull thuds. They groaned in pain, struggling to stand, but their injuries rendered them immobile. Others were crushed directly beneath the weight of the tail, their fates unknown.
Chapter 54