Chapter 2241 - 2230: Gained Sentience!

The Soul-devouring Blood Python, seeing that its strike was futile, raised its head and opened its blood-red mouth, inhaling the air.

In an instant, Lin Zifeng, who was in mid-air, felt the surrounding air being sucked in by the Soul-devouring Blood Python, and his body uncontrollably flew towards that gaping mouth.

"How is this possible! The speed of this creature is insanely fast!"

When Lin Zifeng had attacked the White Sky Venerable earlier, he did not retract the Space Gravity. With the addition of the Primordial Battle Banner, the gravity intensified a few more times, yet the speed of the Soul-devouring Blood Python seemed unaffected. If Lin Zifeng had been even a fraction slower, he would have ended up like those towering trees reduced to countless wood shards!

However, at this moment, there was no time for Lin Zifeng to think. After applying the Space Gravity, Lin Zifeng’s power was not as fierce as before. He couldn’t escape the black hole-like attraction, and his body slowly drifted towards the Soul-devouring Blood Python!

"I’ll go all out! I don’t believe its scales can still be that hard!"

With a roar in his heart, while flying backward, Lin Zifeng transformed a golden longsword in his hand, flipped in mid-air, and using the pull of the Soul-devouring Blood Python, turned into a shadow that sliced through the air!

Within the shadow, the golden longsword that drew countless sword images stabbed at the lantern-sized, blood-red, and eerie right eye of the Soul-devouring Blood Python!

"Whoosh..."

A piercing sound approached the Soul-devouring Blood Python, yet it did not dodge, only slowly closing the scales over its right eye!

"Clang!"

Sparks flew, and Lin Zifeng’s right arm trembled violently. The golden longsword in his hand shattered into pieces, transforming into countless rays of light, drifting past Lin Zifeng’s astonished face.

"How is this possible!? Even the scales on this creature’s eyes are so hard!"

Gazing at his bleeding hand, Lin Zifeng pondered while dodging. The scales around the python’s body, especially the eyes, should be the most fragile. Yet, after his sword strike, only a shallow groove was left on the blood-soaked scale, and the massive body of the Soul-devouring Blood Python merely trembled before recovering!?

Could it be that this creature has become a spirit!?

Behind Lin Zifeng, numerous towering trees suddenly fell, relentlessly pursued by the Soul-devouring Blood Python. If not for Mu Ruoyun’s Space Gravity, Lin Zifeng would have already become food in the Blood Python’s belly!

"Ruoyun, what’s going on? Is there no way to defeat this beast?"

Lin Zifeng’s heart was full of urgency because the form of the Soul-devouring Blood Python was getting closer and closer behind him. He could even hear the terrifying sound of its flicking tongue!

After a pause, Mu Ruoyun explained in a deep voice: "At this level, the Soul-devouring Blood Python can already be considered a demon beast. Its power is almost comparable to the spiritual beasts within the core of the Demon Beast Forest. With your strength, it’s impossible to defeat it!"

"Nonsense, if I could defeat it, I wouldn’t be chased by this beast so miserably now!"

With a cold snort, Mu Ruoyun slowly explained: "Do you remember, just now when the White Sky Venerable used his own blood to transmit to the Soul-devouring Demon Python, it evolved into the Soul-devouring Blood Python?"

With a heavy nod, Mu Ruoyun continued: "Within that blood lies the long-standing cultivation of the White Sky Venerable. Though it broke through forcefully, the price he paid wasn’t small. If I’m not mistaken, the White Sky Venerable’s strength is likely now comparable to Dongfang Ziyue."

As Mu Ruoyun finished, Lin Zifeng let out a long sigh of relief, finally understanding why the situation reversed, and the White Sky Venerable did not pursue. He initially thought it was disdain; now it seems it’s because he dared not!

"Ruoyun, are you saying that, as long as the White Sky Venerable is killed, this beast would also die?"

As Lin Zifeng fled, he asked in a deep voice, and Mu Ruoyun confirmed without hesitation, "That’s right, even if the Soul-devouring Blood Python does not die, its power will greatly diminish, becoming just a regular giant python, no longer a threat!"

Knowing the method, Lin Zifeng did not hesitate, his eyes narrowed, and he deliberately slowed his pace. As expected, seeing such an opportunity, the Soul-devouring Blood Python lunged fiercely, intending to turn Lin Zifeng into pulp!

"Hmph, a beast is ultimately just a beast, I’ve been waiting for this moment!"

With a sneer, Lin Zifeng’s figure flashed, dodging the fierce attack, his feet stomped on the scales of the Soul-devouring Blood Python, and his body shot out like an arrow towards an open space thousands of meters away.

"Whoosh..."

Not yet reaching the ground, Lin Zifeng saw the White Sky Venerable hunched over, leaning against an untouched towering tree. Seeing him approach, a hint of astonishment flickered in his murky eyes.

The Sub-Saint Realm First Layer Heaven, in Lin Zifeng’s eyes, was like lambs waiting for slaughter, easily captured. As golden light surged, Lin Zifeng’s form accelerated even more, charging towards the White Sky Venerable leaning against the tree.

"Old thing, you seemed quite arrogant just now!"

Looking at the White Sky Venerable’s close, astonished, withered old face, Lin Zifeng relished the moment, his lips curling into a sneer, as the golden light transformed into a long spear, piercing directly towards the White Sky Venerable’s heart!

"Boom!"

After the loud crash, the towering tree behind the White Sky Venerable also shook, reluctantly falling, raising clouds of dust.

Enveloped in dust, Lin Zifeng’s star-like eyes burst with tangible brilliance, clearly seeing the look of pain on the White Sky Venerable’s old face.

"Drip, drip..."

The crimson blood trickling from the golden longsword’s edge fell to the ground, sounding like heavenly music in Lin Zifeng’s ears.

With a light laugh, Lin Zifeng slowly said, "Is it over? The Five Supreme Venerables are just so-so."

"Cough, cough..."

Spitting blood, the White Sky Venerable struggled to lift his head, tremblingly saying, "Just so-so, really just so-so!?"

The final sentence, the White Sky Venerable almost roared out. Such a voice, how did it sound anything like a dying person?

"Boom!"

A crisp sound rang out, Lin Zifeng’s light smile froze instantly, replaced by indescribable astonishment.

"Crack..."

The longsword tightly held in his hand, with a metallic splitting sound, shattered into countless rays of light, drifting out of the dust.

Looking again at the chest of the White Sky Venerable pierced by the golden longsword, the blood flow stopped within moments, and the originally bloody wound slowly solidified, transforming into the scale pattern covering the Soul-devouring Blood Python’s body!

At this moment, the red scales engraved with characters on the bony chest of the White Sky Venerable caught Lin Zifeng’s eyes, appearing as terrifying as a Death Sentence!

The White Sky Venerable’s shriveled and bloodless old face formed a cat-and-mouse smile once again, looking at Lin Zifeng as if gazing at a corpse.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze, only the sound of Lin Zifeng swallowing audibly, exceptionally loud.

At this moment, a bizarre thought rose in Lin Zifeng’s heart: Has the White Sky Venerable also become a spirit!?