Looking at the Snake Lord's shameless demeanor, Ling Feng felt an overwhelming urge to smash his head in with one punch.

However, Ling Feng was also fully aware that if he wanted to restore Bai Feifei to normal, he had to rely on the Indian Snake King. After all, when it came to snake charming, if the Indian Snake King claimed he was second, no one would dare to claim first!

Yet letting the Snake Lord off so easily was hardly Ling Feng's style.

"I can agree to your terms!" Ling Feng locked eyes with the Snake Lord and said, "But you must remember, if you dare deceive me, I'll leave no trace of life in your Valley of Ten Thousand Snakes!"

Feeling Ling Feng's intense killing intent, the Snake Lord stiffened and said, "Don't worry. I have no intentions of opposing you."

"Good!" Ling Feng pulled back his fist and said calmly, "For now, wake Feifei up. Once we're out of here, you'll eliminate the hidden danger completely. What do you say?"

Though Ling Feng phrased it as a question, his voice carried an undeniable authority!

The Snake Lord knew that if he didn't show some genuine sincerity, the other party wouldn't let him off so easily!

"Alright!" the Snake Lord said, snapping his fingers. From his mouth came a murmur in the language of snakes.

Ling Feng retracted the Mysterious Ice, and under the influence of the Snake Lord's snake language, the originally blood-red eyes of the Seven-step Silver Light Snake gradually regained clarity and returned to their original state. Flicking its tail, the snake slithered back into Bai Feifei's body.

In less than five seconds, Bai Feifei let out a faint murmur and slowly opened her eyes.

"Huh? How did I fall asleep?" Bai Feifei rubbed her eyes, looking puzzled.

Ling Feng stroked Bai Feifei's hair gently and said warmly, "Maybe you've been too tired lately. How are you feeling now?"

Bai Feifei stood up and hopped in place. "I feel full of energy now!"

Seeing that Bai Feifei had returned to normal, Ling Feng finally let out a sigh of relief.

"You see, didn't I tell you? Only I can completely resolve the issue with her body," the Snake Lord said smugly.

Ling Feng turned around and suddenly kicked the Snake Lord's right leg.

A loud "crack" echoed — the bone in the Snake Lord's thigh broke at a sharp ninety-degree angle. The Snake Lord let out a blood-curdling scream and toppled to the ground, clutching his leg in agony.

"Asura!" The Snake Lord's eyes widened. "You…"

Ling Feng glared coldly at the Snake Lord and said, "I told you I wouldn't kill you, but I never promised not to touch you! You dared mess with my woman—this is the price. But rest assured, I'm true to my word; I won't kill you."

The Snake Lord felt a chill in his heart. If he had known Bai Feifei was the woman of the Blood-Handed Asura, he wouldn't have dared touch her even if someone had threatened to kill him!

"But let me give you a word of advice," Ling Feng said. "This is just a small punishment. If you entertain any other ideas, you'll pay a far greater price than just losing a leg! Do you understand?"

Being threatened by someone twenty to thirty years younger than himself made the Indian Snake King's face flush red with anger, but there was nothing he could do. After all, his strength wasn't comparable to Ling Feng's.

"I understand!" the Snake Lord said through gritted teeth.

Ling Feng thought for a moment, then struck several points on the Snake Lord's body. The Snake Lord soon realized Ling Feng had infused several streams of energy into him, sealing away all of his power.

"You've sealed my powers! What are you trying to do?" The Snake Lord began to panic. In this state, without his powers, he had essentially surrendered his life to fate!

Ling Feng ignored the Snake Lord's protests and said, "Your purpose for coming this time is the Atlantis map, right? You should have a fragment of the guide in your possession. Hand it over."

The Snake Lord gritted his teeth, then pulled a metal shard from his robes and said, "This is the guide fragment. Take it!"

Ling Feng took the fragment, then turned to Fat Bear and the others and said, "Keep an eye on this guy. But don't worry, his strength is now sealed by me. He won't be causing any waves."

Fat Bear and the others were completely dumbfounded. From the moment Ling Feng started fighting with the Snake Lord, they had been rendered speechless! Worse yet, they had overheard the Snake Lord's words: Bai Feifei's man turned out to be none other than one of the Underworld's Eight War Gods, the Blood-Handed Asura?

This… this was simply unbelievable! As mercenaries in the Underworld, they were naturally familiar with the Blood-Handed Asura's renowned and terrifying reputation. They also knew of the countless bloody massacres the Asura had wrought!

To this day, they still couldn't reconcile the infamous executioner who killed without batting an eye with the strikingly handsome man standing before them.

Ling Feng didn't have time to concern himself with what the three men were thinking. He held the metal shard and injected it with a stream of energy before letting it go.

The metal shard trembled mid-air, then with a whoosh, flew toward the altar at the center of the square.

With a sharp clang, the shard embedded itself into the center of the altar's stone slab.

"It seems the map is beneath the stone slab," Ling Feng murmured as he walked forward.

But as he approached the altar, a sudden and overwhelming feeling of dread washed over him. Reacting instinctively, Ling Feng leaped to the side.

With a loud explosion, the ground where Ling Feng had been standing shattered, revealing a massive greenwood coffin beneath.

A coffin. Why was there always a coffin? Ling Feng frowned. Was there a mummy inside this one as well?

For some reason, Ling Feng felt a deep sense of unease emanating from the coffin.

The Snake Lord shared his sentiment. When the coffin appeared, a familiar feeling of being watched resurfaced in the Snake Lord's mind.

"So it was this!" the Snake Lord thought, a chill running through him. "The thing that's been watching me all this time—it's this!"

With a creak, the coffin lid opened, and a pair of jade-white hands emerged in front of Ling Feng's eyes.

Ling Feng's expression grew odd. Based on those hands, how could this be a mummy? But if it wasn't a mummy, then who—or what—was inside?

Before he could ponder further, the coffin fully opened, revealing a woman with a single horn atop her head.

The woman wore very little, with only minimal armor covering key areas, evoking an air of wild sensuality.

"I've waited a long time for you, Successor," the woman said softly as she opened her eyes and looked at Ling Feng.

What shocked Ling Feng most was that though the woman wasn't speaking any known language, he could understand her words perfectly!

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Ling Feng demanded. "Are you the Guardian of this place?"

The woman sized Ling Feng up without answering his question. After a moment, her face lit up with satisfaction. "Impressive. Even in such a depleted Vital Energy environment, the Successor has reached the later stage of the Demi-God Domain. Truly a prodigious talent!"

"You still haven't answered my question!" Ling Feng's voice turned cold. "What do you mean by 'Successor'?"

The woman smiled and replied, "I am not human. To be precise, I am the Abyssal Witch. I've been guarding this place for an unknown span of years, and my sole purpose is to await the arrival of the Successor—you!"

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