"Treasure?"
Fang Xiu immediately became alert.
With agile steps, he transformed into a swift arrow, rushing towards the canyon ahead.
Soon, Fang Xiu arrived at the entrance of the canyon.
The canyon was ablaze with fire, filled with the roars of mythical creatures and the shouts of human warriors, creating a chaotic symphony of battle.
As a master of military strategy, Fang Xiu, wise and astute, would not rashly intervene without understanding the situation.
Like a cunning fox, he hid behind a rock, cautiously peeking out to observe the canyon.
There were seven or eight warriors surrounded by a group of crimson giant pythons, engaged in a fierce and desperate battle.
The pythons had a peculiar appearance, with nine heads each, and a body length of three to five miles.
The canyon seemed densely packed with them, making it impossible to estimate their numbers, covering the entire interior of the canyon.