Lin Shiming put away the corpses of the four snakes, his eyes still showing a tinge of distress.
"You must know, every use of the Flaming Sword costs a five-thousand-year Spiritual Medicine."
And now, he had one less of the five-thousand-year Spiritual Medicines with each use.
However, thinking that these four snakes were quasi-Demon Kings, and their Essence Blood could be used to refine Divine Beast Pills, which could become his new trump card, he felt somewhat relieved.
There were also four Demonic Beast Inner Cores. Two of them had been swallowed whole by Wang Jiao, naturally leaving no remainder, while the Inner Core of the Red-haired Demon Monkey that had been burned to death also seemed somewhat dim.
Its efficacy wasn't great, but should a serpentine Demonic Beast advance to a Flood Dragon in the future, it could serve as an aid.
Only the last four-colored Inner Core he put away was extremely precious.
Its colors even approached those of a Golden Core.