Chapter 2238 - 2227: The Soul-devouring Demon Python Appears

Without saying more, Lin Zifeng urged the two of them, his figure like the wind, leading the way deeper into the forest. Where the three of them stepped, dark red blood splashed up.

"Swish, swish..."

The sound of the Soul-devouring Demon Python’s steel-like scales cutting through the grass was sharp. Without Mu Ruoyun’s reminder, Lin Zifeng sensed it with his own perception and halted his steps. He said sternly to the two beside him, "Dongka, you and Dongfang Ziyue go ahead. An uninvited guest has come, and I must meet him."

As soon as he finished speaking, an ancient and wild laugh came from behind, filled with an overwhelming aura that made the three of them shudder and their expressions grow more solemn.

"Hahaha... You killed my clan and destroyed the Human Sacrifice Tower, and you still want to leave? Do you really think I, the Venerable, do not exist!?"

Before the words were completely spoken, Lin Zifeng saw an enormous demon python, with an elder whose gaze was as sharp as a sword, suddenly emerging from the forest. In the elder’s hand, a dark purple light had already risen!

"Get out of the way!"

Feeling the terrifying killing blow from the White Sky Venerable, Lin Zifeng shouted urgently, hastily pushing the two aside. In his hand, the pure golden Elemental Power surged to its peak, aiming directly at the White Sky Venerable’s palm strike to compete in might!

"Bang..."

The two, who were originally fleeing to the sides, were knocked back and flew over ten meters by the palpable aftermath, barely landing on the ground. They looked at the ball of gold and purple light, utterly stunned.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

As the light dissipated, Lin Zifeng’s figure emerged from the brilliant glow. His feet landed, creating a trench more than ten meters long in the ground before he could come to a halt. Although his expression was firm, his right hand, which delivered the palm strike, was uncontrollably trembling. Upon close inspection, tiny blood pearls could be seen oozing from his palm.

"Not bad. To block a strike from this Venerable, it seems those insignificant soldiers didn’t die in vain."

White Sky Venerable stood with his hands behind his back in front of the Soul-devouring Demon Python, exuding a disdainful demeanor. His tone was profound, making it hard to read.

But as soon as the words were out, White Sky Venerable shifted his tone, saying in a deep voice, "However, trying to stop this Venerable to let those two traitors go first is nothing more than a fool challenging a tree. Do you truly not know the height of the heavens and the depth of the earth?"

Sneakily shaking his pained right hand, Lin Zifeng’s face was equally dour as he gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, just an old man in ragged clothes, do you really think you can stop me? Let’s see if you have the strength!"

Finished with his words, Lin Zifeng gave a glance to Dongfang Ziyue and the other person by his side, before bending his knees slightly and launching himself like an arrow towards White Sky Venerable, seizing the initiative!

In mid-air, golden light began to rise from Lin Zifeng’s hand. A Golden Longsword, radiating a chilling gleam under the scorching sun, cut tens of phantom afterimages in the sky, aiming directly at White Sky Venerable’s throat!

"Arrogant! The light of a firefly dares to compete with the radiance of the bright moon!"

As soon as the words were out, White Sky Venerable’s withered lips curled into a mocking smile. His right hand, which hung by his side, emitted bursts of hissing noises.

"Ha!"

With a fierce shout, a purple sphere of light rose in the hand of White Sky Venerable, positioned at his chest without dodging or evading, directly meeting the brilliant golden sword light in Lin Zifeng’s hand!

"Buzz..."

As soon as they clashed, Lin Zifeng’s face, full of battle intent, showed a trace of astonishment. In his starry eyes, the reflection of the Golden Longsword was tinged with a purplish hue.

It seemed that as the sword light approached within three centimeters of the purple light sphere, it encountered an invisible resistance and could advance no further. Moreover, the compelling purple light sphere emitted streams of purple light, and when the Golden Longsword was touched by it, it began to slowly melt like metal.

At that moment, before Lin Zifeng could cry out in alarm, a sharp whistling sound reached his ears. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Soul-devouring Demon Python, circling around White Sky Venerable, pulling out a remnant shadow like a fierce tiger, rushing towards Dongfang Ziyue and the other person who seemed like fleeing lambs.

"Such speed! A mere beast is this formidable!"

Lin Zifeng marveled inwardly, observing that the Soul-devouring Demon Python was less than ten meters away from the two of them. Immediately, his right hand flashed with gold light, forcing White Sky Venerable back two steps, his figure becoming a shadow dashing urgently backwards.

As he darted like the wind, the Golden Longsword in Lin Zifeng’s hand erupted with beams of golden light, transforming into a golden Long Spear. Lin Zifeng swung his right arm wide, where the Long Spear passed, the air was shattered to bits, carrying immense force toward the rear of the Soul-devouring Demon Python.

"Clang..."

The piercing sound of metal clashing rung out as Lin Zifeng charged, his eyes full of shock. The golden Long Spear, formed from his Elemental Power, struck the Soul-devouring Demon Python’s backside and emitted a shower of sparks before dissipating into countless glimmers of light!

In front of the charging Soul-devouring Demon Python, its massive body merely staggered before it turned its snake head. In its bulbous eyes, the color of blood seemed ready to devour Lin Zifeng whole!

"Roar..."

The furious roar carried boundless rage as the Soul-devouring Demon Python opened its bloodthirsty maw, accompanied by a howling wind, wanting to swallow Lin Zifeng whole!

Lin Zifeng witnessed it and sensed the Elemental Power surging from White Sky Venerable, the old entity attacking him from behind. Facing such formidable pincer attacks, even the composed Lin Zifeng felt a moment of panic.

But the panic lasted only an instant before disappearing. The mountain-like momentum of the person and snake became an invisible force, breaking the shackles binding the beast deep within Lin Zifeng’s heart!

"Buzz..."

Both fists clenched, veins bulging, an almost tangible aura swirled around Lin Zifeng, making his robe flutter wildly. In his starry eyes, there was a trace of bloodthirsty ferocity, looking frightening yet terrifying, like a War God descended upon the mortal realm.

"Shoo..."

Facing the encirclement, Lin Zifeng chose to break through the weaker side, his figure as swift as lightning. The golden light in his hand transformed into golden Thunderbolts, charging towards the bloodthirsty maw of the Soul-devouring Demon Python.

"Mere beast, go to hell!"

With a loud shout, the golden Thunderbolts in Lin Zifeng’s hand reflected upon his sharply defined face, making it appear more sacred. With a shake of his right hand, the golden Thunderbolts carried a world-destroying force, hurtling towards the Soul-devouring Demon Python’s mouth.

What Lin Zifeng hadn’t expected was that the Soul-devouring Demon Python, having reached this Realm, already possessed some degree of human-like intelligence, at least understanding to avoid the brunt!

Closing its jaws, the gigantic body of the Soul-devouring Demon Python, unable to dodge the sharp golden Thunderbolts with its size, roared and lowered its snake head, using its most resilient part to withstand Lin Zifeng’s powerful blow!