On the brink of death, the three female demons let out a miserable cry together, but it was already too late. Before the three of them could react, they were reduced to a pile of flesh and blood.
Chu Dazhuang sat on the tree trunk, clicking his tongue a few times.
Meanwhile, the Snake Spirit had long since retracted her Divine Skills, and her half-human, half-snake body had already approached the three clumps of flesh. Following that, the Snake Spirit sneered contemptuously.
"Three little sluts, acting all mighty," she scoffed. "I had no idea, no clue how many men's essence they've been sucking away behind my back."
As she spoke, the Snake Spirit's body writhed a few times and then she moved closer to the three blobs of flesh, her eyes lighting up at the sight.
"Well, in that case, it's best not to waste them."
Without further ado, the Snake Spirit began to gently suck up the three clumps of flesh.