Not to mention the problem of throwing a mouse while fearing the vessel, the air in the room has always been filled with a faint aura—cold, slippery, resembling a snake. It was clearly a spacious living room, yet it felt as if the entire space was filled with some kind of presence.
This is not an illusion. In a realm invisible to the naked eyes of ordinary people, a gigantic White Viper snakes around, its long body sprawled across the entire living room like a water pipe...
Cold, yet languid, lazily as if it were motionless...
This is the Divine Spirit of the White Viper, also the Prison Guard that constantly watches over Visakha... Even if she could eliminate the presence of the Divine Spirit, nothing would change. It would only alert Gu Mo, who is out, at the first moment. In that case, the safety of her Divine Artifacts would be hard to assure.
So all she could do was stay here obediently, unable to do anything.
