Chen Mu's vision turned black as he spat blood out. The backlash had been too great. His anger had surged straight to his heart. He tilted sideways and passed out.
While Chen Mu lay unconscious, on the battlefield in the new city, everyone, including Wang Baole, was staring with their eyes wide and their mouths open at the giant python. Even though they could sense that Wang Baole's donkey had taken control over the puppet, they remained wary of the giant python, which had shown itself to be overly violent and vicious.
As the crowd watched warily and cautiously, and as Wang Baole's breathing steadied, the giant python that had been taken over by the donkey suddenly shuddered. It started to shrink. The outer form of the giant python vanished as it grew smaller and smaller…