"Within three days, the Blood Python's head will be laid before the High Priest's seat!"
Qin Lie's voice was resolute and decisive, echoing through the solemn and spacious wooden shrine of the altar. It carried an unquestionable, icy aura of slaughter that even seemed to momentarily suppress the flickering blue bonfire.
The High Priest gave Qin Lie a deep look with his cloudy yellow eyes. No joy or anger could be read on his tree-bark-like face—only boundless profundity. He slowly nodded, his withered finger tapping gently against a piece of animal hide.
Chapter 205