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When Zhou Long left Yan Xiaobao, the white-haired boy furrowed his brows, recalling the man’s words. He would help Yan Xiaobao survive, but what about Yan Xiaobao’s friends? Would they not receive any help?
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As the sun broke over the sky, everyone was already up, having packed their tents and finished breakfast.
Today was going to be a busy day; they were heading out to find the biggest snake Yan Xiaobao had ever seen, let alone heard of. Although Zhou Long’s earlier words left him slightly uneasy, he believed in his ability to keep his friends alive, and all of them were eager for the hunt ahead.
Moving down the canyon was far simpler than he had anticipated. The twelve cultivators descended the steep slope silently, quickly making their way to the mist-filled valley below.
Zhou Long’s choice of morning wasn’t just because the beast would still be asleep but also because it was a reptile. It was a creature that drew strength from the heat radiating off the sun — the higher the sun was in the sky, the stronger and faster it would beco. To stand a chance against it, Zhou Long required impeccable timing, which was exactly what they aid for.
The closer they got to the beast, the heavier the pressure beca. Sweat began to drip onto their faces, and their irregular heartbeat was accompanied by involuntary smiles of anticipation as they neared their target.
Upon reaching the beast, the tension was suffocating. Even Hui Yue felt the cold sweat on his back, but despite this, he wasn’t scared. If anything, the intensity heightened his excitent, drawing him helplessly toward the impulse to strike.
Yan Xiaobao stood beside the beast, signaling to his companions to follow him. Keeping a ten-ter distance between them, they finally stopped before the nose of the snake — staring at its massive face, which was larger than the inns they’d stayed in.
Each ti it exhaled, the snake’s slit-like eyes closed, releasing breaths that felt like gale winds. Yan Xiaobao stood firm, refraining from summoning the Black Blood, understanding that direct contact with such a colossal beast would an certain death. Instead, he conjured flas in his hand, slowly transitioning from deep crimson to pale blue.
Watching the Blue Fla, Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but smile with excitent. Behind him, his companions were preparing in their own ways.
Deng Wu summoned a small army of over fifty soul shadows, while Sha Yun took a step back and rged with the earth itself, allowing the ground to claim her physical form during the process.
Wang Julong, different from the others, wielded the red staff Yan Xiaobao had purchased for her. In front of her was a large group of tiny poppies; all of them stood ready at the field of poppies, poised to strike as soon as Zhou Long gave the order.
Standing before the beast’s massive head, Hui Yue’s fists clenched slightly as he realized he might have underestimated the snake before him. Even so, he knew this battle was inevitable. Retreat was no longer an option.
"GO!" Zhou Long’s voice, unlike its usual calmness, was instead filled with murderous intent, echoing throughout the valley and far away.
The deafening roar instantly roused the previously dormant snake, its massive body beginning to shift. Yan Xiaobao held his ground, refraining from moving closer to the creature. Instead, he poured spiritual energy into his hand, fueling the Blue Fla to absorb as much as it could. At the sa ti, Yan Xiaobao took out so refined bone marrow, refined bone powder, and unprocessed beast cores.
These additional ingredients were fed into the fla, causing it to expand in size and roar with such intensity that it shot skyward. The air filled with the sound of roaring flas as Yan Xiaobao extracted small fireballs from the inferno, launching them at the snake one by one.
Although Yan Xiaobao wielded the most dangerous firepower he could muster, he was only at Master Level. His elental affinity and spiritual energy reflected his capabilities. The beast he faced, however, was Emperor-ranked. The Blue Fla managed to destroy one scale at a ti, causing it to catch fire and crack open to expose patches of flesh beneath. For a fla cast by a Master-level cultivator, this was an extraordinary result.
Yan Xiaobao wasn’t the only one attacking with everything he had. After Yan Xiaobao shattered a small cluster of scales, the flesh beneath was assaulted by Wang Julong’s poppies, following Zhou Long’s command.
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Compared to the venom naturally present in the Horned Snake’s body, the poison in the poppies was far weaker. Yet, even so, one by one, the tiny flowers sacrificed themselves, infusing the snake’s flesh with a trace of venom. Though minuscule, they aid to inject enough poison to montarily stun the snake, thereby increasing their chances of defeating it.
A roar erupted from the awakened Horned Snake’s massive mouth. Its deafening cry alone was enough to shake the mountains. Boulders and rocks began cascading toward the three groups of cultivators, who scrambled to evade them.
"Yun!" Yan Xiaobao urgently shouted. The earth-rged woman responded with a nod, raising her arms. Beside her, the earth started moving, creating two barriers to intercept the falling debris, significantly slowing their descent and making them easier to avoid.
Hui Le nodded in approval, wiping sweat from his forehead. He continually channeled spiritual energy into the Blue Fla overhead, extracting fireballs one after another to penetrate the Horned Snake’s thick armor.
Yan Xiaobao and his companions remained directly in front of the snake, which ant the only part they could see was the area surrounding its mouth. The snake’s eyes were positioned on either side of its head.
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