The Crimson Blood Python let out a roar and opened its massive jaws, devouring the Phoenix Blood Bird. Tyron was taken aback and horrified. The python had cleverly concealed its strength, revealing it only at this critical moment. It was clear that intervening now would be suicidal.

Adrian's gaze was cold as he sneered. "Let’s wait and see. It’s not over yet." The look in his eyes suggested he had more insights, but he only revealed part of his understanding.

Tyron continued to watch the battle, puzzled. Something unusual was happening with the Crimson Blood Python. From a distance, he noticed the python’s massive body shaking violently. Something seemed to be stirring wildly inside it. Hadn't the Phoenix Blood Bird been swallowed? Why was there still movement?

“The bird hasn’t died yet. Swallowing doesn’t mean death. The snake is in trouble,” Adrian said.

“I have to say, you’re really impressive, Adrian. How did you figure this out?” Tyron asked, looking at Adrian with admiration.