The Golden Fruit and the Spring of Life are good, but one must have the life to take them.
However, just as the small snake finished drinking the spring water and slightly raised its head, its golden vertical pupils seemed to sweep aimlessly around.
Its actions paused almost imperceptibly.
Those cold golden vertical pupils, precisely and astutely, penetrated the shadows of the ferns, locking onto Duke.
"I've been discovered!" Duke's heart contracted sharply, an overwhelming sense of impending doom and inescapable despair tightened his spirit.
Under the gaze of those golden vertical pupils, he felt as if all his concealment was rendered useless, as if he were standing naked in an icy wilderness.
His body was stiff, even his fingers unable to move, his Spiritual Power seemed frozen, any thought of using magic or fleeing couldn't take shape, this was the suppression brought by an absolute disparity in status.
