"This..."
Wu Caijun and Wu Sandao were dumbfounded.
"Is it dead?"
The python twitched twice, then quickly stopped moving. The head inside its mouth tried to crawl out, but after just two attempts, Ye Guichen stabbed it directly with his dagger.
Ye Guichen's hand was drenched in blood, holding a fist-sized snake gallbladder.
As the saying goes, if you strike a snake at its seven-inch mark, it will die. Taking the snake gallbladder ensures the snake, no matter how fierce, is finished.
After a long while, Wu Caijun and Wu Sandao came to their senses, their eyes filled with admiration as they looked at Ye Guichen.
Ye Guichen gave the two of them a cold glance, his eyes filled with an endless killing intent. The two, who initially wanted to rummage through the tomb, shuddered and didn't dare move.
Ye Guichen casually threw the python aside and carefully examined the coffin.
Besides some burial items, there was also a skeleton lying inside.
