In the damp and gloomy cave, the corpulent body of the Crested Champion Grain Snake slithered before Hua Tang's eyes.
They were extremely close, the snake's scales almost touching Hua Tang's face.
Hua Tang held his breath and concentrated, not daring to move an inch.
After a dozen seconds or so, the Crested Champion Grain Snake finally passed by Hua Tang. Its chubby tail seemed even more swollen than its body, clearly filled with fat.
Hua Tang exhaled a turbid breath.
He was a Golden Level Thief, skilled in espionage and theft, not in killing—let alone facing off against Magic Beasts like the Crested Champion Grain Snake.
Right now, he was disguised as an ordinary Silver Level Transcendent, having been exploring this cave for about a month.
"Why can't I still find the Thief Saint's inheritance?"
"Exactly where could it be hidden?"
