Ten flying swords shot out simultaneously, imbued with intense sword intent, leaving a dazzling golden trail in their flight paths.

Sizzle—sizzle—sizzle—

That's the sound of a sword piercing flesh.

The purple-eyed python roared in pain, trying to fling away the flying swords that had been embedded in its body.

However, despair spread, and it stared in resentment and anger in the direction of Jiang Wuyuan, its pale purple, crystal-like eyes gradually gathering a terrifying icy light.

This is its final, all-out attack.

The next second, a beam of ice-blue light, carrying an aura of destruction, shot out from its eyes.

Jiang Wuyuan still didn't open his eyes, but he could feel the dangerous aura coming towards him.

"Good timing," he praised softly.

The Star Devourer in his hand obeyed his will, flashing a streak of sword light.

The third step of snow burial – Frostfall.

In an instant, as the ice and snow collided, a fine layer of frost condensed on the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees.

Click!

With the enhancement of sword intent, the two sides were evenly matched for a time.

But how could Jiang Wuyuan possibly give it a chance?

The last flying sword sped away, heading straight for the Purple-Eyed Python's vital point.

The sharp weapon pierced flesh, and the purple-eyed python shuddered.

Those beautiful purple irises suddenly dimmed, and her body slowly collapsed.

Jiang Wuyuan relaxed slightly and opened his eyes.

It must be said that the Purple-Eyed Python is a very beautiful magical beast.

He hadn't dared to look closely before, but now that the Purple-Eyed Python was dead, he finally had the chance to take a good look at this beautiful big guy.

Its purple scales shimmered, its body was light and slender, and its belly was a perfectly clean, pure white.

If she is a fairy, she must be one of the most beautiful fairies.

He raised his hand to recall the flying swords that had pierced the Purple-Eyed Python's body with several bloody holes, controlled them to shake off the bloodstains, and put them back into the sword box.

The sword box's sword-nurturing function is indeed useful. The snake scales are hard, and the enhanced flying sword can easily break through this defense.

It can be described as an extremely powerful sword-nurturing technique.

Jiang Wuyuan was satisfied. He took out the dagger he used to retrieve the treasure, first gouged out a pair of beautiful snake eyes and put them in a sturdy little box to store them. Then, without bothering to do the work, he skinned the whole snake.

This beautiful snakeskin can fetch a very high price.

After putting his things away, Jiang Wuyuan took out the water pouch from his spatial ring and fetched some clean water from a small lake in the oasis.

Calling it a small lake is an understatement, considering its diameter is probably less than ten meters.

Without lingering, Jiang Wuyuan departed from the place on his flying sword.