"This Ghostly Soul Snake is unlike any other."
The Cloud Piercing Arrow trembled all over, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead. After swallowing a few pills and bandaging his injury, he cautiously chose his words and replied, "That must be a Ghostly Snake that has undergone Demon Transformation, and it's not of a low level either."
"Ah? Ghostly Soul Snakes can undergo Demon Transformation too? Are you serious?"
"I can scarcely believe it myself, but it is a fact. What's there to doubt."
Gasping for breath, the Cloud Piercing Arrow leaned against a nearby rock and said, "I was lying in wait over there, fully alert to the front, circulating my cultivation throughout my body, shielding it to ensure utmost preparedness..."
As an archer, how could he be unaware of the perils within the mountains and forests?
At such critical moments of danger and warfare, even a small insect bite, a minor distraction, could lead to disaster.