Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 198 Killing Pythons and Treasure Hunting

Fang Weishan, in a state of panic, frantically dodged and weaved through the air while also summoning the Hundred Spirit Fan to protect his body. However, his movement suddenly stalled, and he plummeted from the sky with a look of utter terror.

At the same time, Zhao Sheng's eyes blazed with divine light, the invisible blood light reappeared in his vision, shockingly close within three zhang of him and shooting rapidly toward his chest.

In this strange state, Zhao Sheng shifted his body bit by bit to avoid vital areas. He slowly threw out the Sea Abyss Shield, painstakingly placing it in front of the blood light.

As time stretched on, Zhao Sheng clearly saw the blood light collide with the Sea Abyss Shield, which slowly corroded, eventually creating holes through its center.

The substantially diminished blood light passed through the hole and continued hurtling toward him.

Zhao Sheng's eyebrows barely moved as a thought flashed through his mind, activating the True Talisman of Defense, the Hundred-layered Ice Wall, hidden in his chest.

In front of him, layers of transparent ice walls began to take shape out of thin air, but they formed much slower than the blood light was moving.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng's heart skipped a beat, realizing it was too late to dodge any further, he suddenly remembered something in his moment of urgency.

After a flash of golden light, a golden Imperial Tablet about a foot long and hand-width appeared in front of Zhao Sheng's chest, colliding with the blood light.

Bang!

The blood light shattered upon impact, and Zhao Sheng's hands violently shook. A great force surged from the Imperial Tablet, pushing him involuntarily three or four zhang back and out of Bullet Time.

With his heart pounding wildly, he instinctively looked down to find the surface of the Imperial Tablet in his hand smooth and reflective, without a single mark.

Ah!

At that moment, a short scream echoed from not far away. Zhao Sheng looked up and saw Ge Chen's face deathly pale, chopping off his entire right arm in desperation.

At this point, his right forearm had already vanished, with a streak of blood light swiftly eroding upward from the elbow. Had Ge Chen not reacted quickly, he would have followed Meng Quyi and Fang Weishan's fate and ended up dismembered.

Zhao Sheng felt a chill upon witnessing this. The Poison Dragon Python's attack had indeed reached the Golden Core Level standard; ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators couldn't dodge it, nor could they block it easily.

The Poison Dragon Python let out a mournful cry and its body abruptly shrank by half; the bloody light on its surface suddenly collapsed, and the Dragon Horns on its head turned ash-white, leaving only a two-foot-long segment as thick as a wrist.

At this moment, its ferocious light faded from its eyes, along with the imposing aura from before, and its aura significantly weakened. Its body trembled slightly, nearly falling into the sea, appearing quite unstable.

Clearly, the python had pushed beyond its limits with that last attack and suffered a significant drain on its primordial Qi as a result.

Ge Chen's face went pale. He suddenly shook his sleeve, and a dazzling golden talisman flew out. It instantly burst into a sphere of golden light that enveloped him, then with a flash, he turned into a streak of golden light and broke the void to escape.

In a few blinks, the golden light vanished into the vast night.

"Scoundrel!"

Zhao Sheng had just witnessed the scene and, despite his mild-mannered nature, couldn't help but curse loudly when he saw Ge Chen flee without warning.

At this moment, four Second Order Black Poison Pythons converged, enveloped in swirling poison mist, and charged towards Zhao Sheng with overwhelming ferocity.

Zhao Sheng snorted coldly, and his Golden Essence Flying Sword instantly returned to his side, forming a sword rainbow that protected his entire body.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he scattered a heap of Ice Sword Talismans, which soared out like a Heavenly Girl scattering flowers.

The sky suddenly darkened as countless three-foot Ice Swords materialized, occupying a hundred zhang of void and forming an ice sword forest in the sky. Under the moonlight, they emitted a chilling, bone-penetrating light of murderous intent.

The next instant, a torrent of Ice Swords mercilessly descended like raindrops, one wave following another without giving the Demon Pythons a chance to breathe.

Zhao Sheng didn't dare boast about anything else, but when it came to First-Order Talismans, he could count them by the bag.

"Pfft, pfft," resounded continuously.

The four Black Poison Pythons that appeared so formidable suddenly wilted. It was their natural instinct to fear the cold, and even as Second-order Demon Pythons, they couldn't resist the effect.

They could temporarily withstand the rain of swords but couldn't stop the endless chill that spread astonishingly fast each time the Ice Swords shattered.

In an instant, a surge of killing intent erupted in Zhao Sheng's eyes. He formed a sword formula with his right hand, and the Golden Essence Flying Sword shot out rapidly.

A Second Order Black Poison Python was coiling up to fend off the Ice Swords, but the penetrating cold had already made its body stiff and slow.

Just then, it felt a pain in its head, followed by an excruciating agony that radiated through its entire body. It lost consciousness and plunged into eternal darkness.

On the other side, Zhao Sheng's right hand continued to flick swiftly, sending out points of golden light leaping like star pills. After a few flashes, they easily pierced through the skulls of the four Second Order Black Poison Pythons.

Whizz!

A sword cry echoed through heaven and earth!

The Golden Essence Small Sword suddenly transformed into a dazzling sword rainbow that tore through the sky, reaching the Poison Dragon Python that was fleeing towards the sea surface in an instant.

Just one sword strike caused a bowl-sized hole to appear on its body, and large amounts of python blood gushed out like a fountain from the wound.

Zhao Sheng knew well the principle of striking while the enemy was weak and couldn't let the Poison Dragon Python join the Black Poison Python Group with its strength so diminished.

The Poison Dragon Python continued to cry out in agony as blood light burst from its body, drastically increasing its speed by more than thirty percent in its flight.

At that moment, the Black Poison Python Group in the sea, sensing their king's danger, immediately spewed out a massive cloud of black poison fog.

In the midst of its escape, the Poison Dragon Python sucked in sharply, and an acre's worth of poison fog was inhaled into its mouth.