"Where did the crystal cores of these Black-Scaled Pythons go?"
Crouching down and carefully examining the fresh wounds on the heads of the Black-Scaled Pythons, Zhao Lin was filled with confusion.
She distinctly remembered that although she slaughtered the Black-Scaled Pythons, she hadn't hurried to extract the crystal cores, intending to retrieve them all after defeating the last third-stage Python.
But now, as soon as she returned, she found the crystal cores of these Black-Scaled Pythons had been removed.
Her brows furrowed gradually, Zhao Lin's body tensed as she gripped her steel knife, scanning the surroundings with vigilance to guard against a sudden attack.
"Since I didn't take the crystal cores, it means there's a hidden presence that took them away..."
A minute later, without the anticipated attack, Zhao Lin relaxed a bit but didn't completely lower her guard. Instead, she assumed a defensive posture and slowly retreated towards the villa's door.
