The serpent demon's belly writhed in a bizarre and horrifying manner. Lěng Yè tightly gripped the Shura Slash in his hand, but the blade was constantly being dragged by the serpent demon's force, appearing as though it might be ripped from his grasp at any moment. He tried his utmost to steady the hilt, veins bulging across both of his arms.
Seeing this, the serpent demon let out a cold, mocking laugh, her voice grating and derisive.
"Hahaha! Do you think you have the upper hand? In truth, I am already in control of the situation!" she cackled. "Now, this sword belongs to me. It shall become my weapon!"
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