Chapter 50: Ghost Cave Sacred Blood In Jing Jian A Han’s Flesh Crown
This crested snake was several times larger than the ones Su Mo and the others had seen before; just its body was as thick as an adult’s arm.
The coffin had just opened a palm’s width when it suddenly burst out from the Kunlun Divine Wood coffin, its snake mouth opening to bite at Hu Ba Yi nearby.
The snake mouth opened, revealing venomous fangs, the poison within enough to kill an elephant instantly.
Hu Ba Yi was moving the coffin lid at the time, so his reaction was naturally much slower.
In a flash, Su Mo suddenly struck like lightning, instantly grabbing the crested snake’s neck!
After being grabbed at its vital point by him, the crested snake’s body quickly slithered out from the coffin, wrapping around Su Mo’s arm, its constricting force reaching hundreds of pounds!
If an ordinary adult’s arm were wrapped by it, the arm bone would likely be crushed in an instant!
But Su Mo had already reached the first level of Futuo Technique, his arm bone tough as iron and stone—how could this crested snake constrict it!
Su Mo gritted his teeth and exerted force, his palm immediately emitting a series of cracking sounds.
The crested snake’s neck bone was directly crushed by him.
With the crested snake’s neck bone broken, its body immediately went limp.
From Jing Jian A Han’s appearance to Su Mo crushing its neck bone, the entire process took less than a minute, leaving Hu Ba Yi and everyone else pale with fright.
Now seeing the strange snake thrown into the Ghost Cave by Su Mo, they all wore expressions of lingering shock.
Hu Ba Yi let out a long breath:
“My goodness, good thing Master was here, or I’d probably have stayed here forever today!”
Wang Pang Zi was also pale as paper, patting his heart and saying:
“Good grief, you scared me to death—good thing Master acted in time!”
Professor Chen and Hao Ai Guo were also pale-faced, looking terrified:
“There was actually this kind of strange snake in the coffin—truly impossible to guard against!”
“That knocking sound earlier, could it have been made by this snake?”
Xue Li Yang frowned at the Kunlun Divine Wood coffin:
“This snake actually survived for thousands of years inside the coffin—who knows if the Queen of Jing Jue is still there!”
Everyone else had the same doubts in their hearts.
This snake surviving two thousand years in the coffin—surely it couldn’t do so without eating or drinking?
Could it have survived by eating the Queen of Jing Jue’s corpse?
Su Mo shook his head.
Others couldn’t see it, but he knew clearly that this Kunlun Divine Wood above the Ghost Cave had been continuously absorbing energy from the Ghost Cave.
The blood threads he saw floating out from the Ghost Cave through the Great Yin Meditation Technique would inevitably be absorbed by Jing Jian A Han after entering the Kunlun Divine Wood.
In other words, this snake had survived two thousand years nourished by the Kunlun Divine Wood and Ghost Cave Sacred Blood.
At this thought, Su Mo’s heart stirred.
Although the Ghost Cave Sacred Blood could be seen through the Great Yin Meditation Technique, ordinary people couldn’t see it; it was extremely fine, almost like spider silk, detectable only by special abilities.
The Kunlun Divine Wood itself had no blood marks.
So where did the Ghost Cave Sacred Blood ultimately gather?
Could it be on this Jing Jian A Han?
At this thought, Su Mo looked toward Jing Jian A Han.
He saw that after its neck bone was shattered, this Jing Jian A Han was completely paralyzed, its over two-meter-long body fully limp, with only the snake head still raised—but because Su Mo still gripped its vital point tightly, it couldn’t attack.
On its triangular snake head, the ushnisha was different from an ordinary crested snake’s, like an ancient ingot, with a semicircular protrusion in the middle.
The entire ushnisha was blackish-purple, but that semicircular protrusion was blood-red, crystal clear like a ruby emitting an alluring sheen!
Could the essence of the Ghost Cave Sacred Blood be condensed in this ushnisha?
He then used the Great Yin Meditation Technique to look at Jing Jian A Han’s ushnisha!
【Jing Jian A Han ushnisha, contains Ghost Cave Sacred Blood essence—consuming it grants powerful bloodline cultivation enhancement!】
It was indeed here!
Su Mo’s heart leaped with wild joy.
So, the so-called Ghost Cave Sacred Blood was a release of energy; while the Kunlun Divine Wood on the stone beam absorbed it to keep the Queen of Jing Jue’s corpse incorrupt, it also nourished the Jing Jian A Han protecting the queen in the coffin.
This Jing Jian A Han snake king, nourished by Ghost Cave Sacred Blood energy for two thousand years, had its ushnisha filled with Ghost Cave Sacred Blood essence.
The Ghost Cave Sacred Blood Su Mo needed to elevate his kirin bloodline and cultivation was in its ushnisha!
Su Mo then drew the Frost Moon Sword from behind, its tip directly piercing Jing Jian A Han’s ushnisha.
A drop of crystal-clear bright red blood fell from the ushnisha.
Su Mo immediately opened his mouth to catch the blood drop.
Though the blood drop was small, when it hit Su Mo’s tongue, it was like dropping a massive bomb into water.
Boom!
A massive roar suddenly echoed from deep in Su Mo’s soul.
Su Mo’s blood flow suddenly accelerated several times, his whole body—muscles and skin—suddenly heating up, his skin visibly reddening.
Like a piece of raw iron suddenly heated to over a thousand degrees in a furnace!
Hu Ba Yi and the others were frightened:
“Master, what’s wrong with you!”
Xue Li Yang also paled in fright, quickly rummaging in the backpack for medicine:
“This snake blood is poisonous, quick…”
Professor Chen, Hao Ai Guo, and the others were utterly panicked:
“Quick, think of something!”
Su Mo only felt his whole body burning, his internal temperature nearly off the charts.
But he knew this was the reaction from swallowing the Ghost Cave Sacred Blood; seeing everyone’s panic, he quickly waved his hand:
“It’s not poison, don’t panic!”
He then directly threw Jing Jian A Han’s corpse into the Ghost Cave.
Even a centipede doesn’t die stiff; this Jing Jian A Han venomous snake could still leap and bite even if its vital point was severed—only throwing it into the Ghost Cave would settle it once and for all.
After discarding Jing Jian A Han, he endured the burning and intense pain in his body and said gravely:
“This snake blood is exactly what I need; I’m not poisoned right now—don’t be afraid!”
“The coffin should have no more dangers; you can carefully open it. I’ll rest nearby first!”
With that, he turned and walked down the stone beam to a nearby platform, sitting cross-legged to focus his mind and barely withstand the impact the Ghost Cave Sacred Blood was having on his body.
Hearing him say this and seeing no signs of poisoning as he went aside to meditate, everyone finally relaxed a bit.
Hu Ba Yi and Wang Pang Zi exchanged glances, then said:
“The strange snake in the coffin is gone, and Master is resting—shall we slowly open the coffin first?”
“Good! We can’t rely on Master for everything; let’s open the coffin and take a look!”
“Xue Li, you stand guard nearby with a weapon; we’ll continue opening the coffin!”
Xue Li Yang nodded, then drew her handgun and short knife from her waist, holding them as her eyes fixed on the coffin.
Hu Ba Yi and Wang Pang Zi got back to work, slowly opening the Kunlun Divine Wood.
