Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 192 The Nine Netherworld Python is Caught in the Net

The Dark Serpent Mountains are shrouded in a thick, impenetrable fog year-round. The damp air permeates every inch of the soil, and the scent of decaying leaves and moss mingles with a faint, pungent odor of snake saliva, filling the air.

This is the ancestral home of the Nine Netherworld Python clan, and also the pure land for cultivation that best suits their cold and yin constitution.

As one of the three major families of magical beasts on the Dou Qi Continent, the Nine Netherworld Python Clan has always been as noble as an imperial clan.

With their profound heritage and formidable fighting power, few things have been able to shake their stability over thousands of years, let alone plunge the entire tribe into panic.

But now, a tense, almost oppressive feeling has lingered in the Dark Serpent Mountains for quite some time.

Inside the council hall deep within the clan's territory.

The Grand Elder of the Nine Netherworld Python sat on the obsidian throne that should have belonged to the clan leader.

The throne, carved with patterns of entwined hydras, symbolizing the supreme power of the tribe, now only accentuated his hunched figure.

"Who did it?"

The Grand Elder of the Nine Netherworld Python looked uneasy.

A year and a half ago, the clan discovered traces of the Azure Serpent with Three-Flower Pupils and dispatched a large number of people to capture it.

Everything was going well until suddenly the aura of another unfamiliar, powerful figure appeared.

The clan chief was furious and went there personally. Things were fine up to this point.

After all, the clan leader Yao Xiaotian is a Dou Sheng powerhouse, and he is not someone that ordinary villains can easily mess with. With the clan leader taking action, success is almost guaranteed.

But unexpectedly, the clan leader never returned after his departure...

When the Grand Elder of the Nine Netherworld Python arrived, all he saw was a ground littered with wreckage and holy blood!

There was no other way; with the clan leader gone, he could only temporarily assume the position and take charge of the overall situation.

"This matter must be inextricably linked to the Jade Serpent Three-Flower Pupil."

But since that person has the strength to kill Yao Xiaotian, what can I do?

The Grand Elder of the Nine Netherworld Python sighed.

Although he was also a Dou Sheng, his strength was still a notch below Yao Xiaotian's, so how could he possibly be a match for that mysterious person...

"boom!"

Just then, a deafening roar suddenly exploded, and the entire Dark Serpent Mountain Range trembled violently!

All the Nine Netherworld Pythons in the clan's territory looked up in alarm, only to see a dazzling golden sword light suddenly appear in the sky that had been shrouded in thick gloom!

The sword light was extremely sharp, as if it could cleave the heavens and the earth. In just an instant, it pierced through the gloom, carrying a world-destroying power, and slashed straight at the main peak of the mountain range!

"Tsk-!"

Without any hindrance, the golden sword light sliced ​​through the undulating Nether Serpent Mountain Range as easily as cutting tofu!

A bottomless ravine stretched from one end of the mountain range to the other, with the mountainside on both sides still cracking and filled with smoke and dust. It was cleaved in two by this sword!

"Swish, swish, swish—!"

The moment the golden sword light cleaved through the mountain range, the dense fog that had accumulated for countless years was completely torn apart, and the dazzling sunlight, like a torrent of gold, shone directly on the land of the Nether Serpent Mountains.

The Netherworld Pythons, which usually live in dark and damp environments, squinted at the sudden burst of bright light, and felt a slight discomfort on the skin beneath their scales.

"Who dares to invade the territory of my Nine Netherworld Python Clan!"

The Grand Elder's roar broke through the crowd. His withered body trembled slightly with anger, and he released all the pressure of a one-star Dou Sheng, trying to intimidate the intruders.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than an overly calm voice drifted down from the distant horizon, effortlessly silencing his anger. "Another Star Dou Sheng?"
It seems the Nine Netherworld Python clan has also declined; they don't even have a single powerful member left. It's truly disappointing.

These words caused an instant uproar throughout the entire Dark Serpent Mountain Range!

"presumptuous!"

"My Nine Netherworld Python clan is also an imperial clan!"

"You have absolutely no chance of leaving here alive today!"

"..."

The discomfort from the intense light and the fear of the sword light splitting the mountain have now transformed into raging fury. The Nine Netherworld Pythons raised their heads and stared intently at the sky with their scarlet vertical pupils.

Then they saw two figures hovering beneath the sky cleaved by the sword light, with the blinding sun behind them and a faint halo around them, like gods descending from the heavens.

The man in white held a seemingly ordinary longsword with no extra decorations on its blade, but everyone knew that the terrifying sword strike that cleaved the entire mountain range was his own.

However, the Nine Netherworld Python's gaze was more focused on the woman beside him.

The woman wore a green, glutinous dress, the hem of which fluttered gently in the wind high above. Her beautiful eyes shone with an eerie emerald light, sending chills down the spines of all the Netherworld Pythons.

"It's the Jade Serpent Three-Flower Pupil!"

The Nine Netherworld Python Elder stared in disbelief, a sudden inspiration flashing in his mind. He abruptly raised his hand and pointed at Su Yun, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

"It was you who killed the clan leader!"

"It's tough on you, at least you have some brains. Since that's the case, just give up struggling, and you'll suffer less."

Su Yun spoke calmly, his long sword already clasped behind his back, and said softly, "Qinglin."

"Yes!"

Qinglin quickly clasped her hands together, and her already eerie emerald eyes suddenly shone even brighter, the patterns of the Azure Serpent Three-Flower Pupil rapidly flowing in her eyes.

She focused her mind and activated an ancient secret technique, her body surrounded by a faint serpentine aura. She was about to transcend her level and forcibly control the Grand Elder of the Nine Netherworld Python!
"No!"

Despair and resentment flashed in the elder's eyes, and his scarlet vertical pupils contracted due to extreme resistance.

How could he willingly become someone else's puppet, manipulated by others?!
In an instant, he unleashed all his power, and the majestic pressure of a Battle Saint swept out like a tidal wave. The already overburdened Nether Serpent Mountain Range suffered another heavy blow, trembling violently under this pressure.

The Grand Elder of the Nine Netherworld Python condensed a ball of thick, scarlet-black venom in his palm. The venom surged wildly, and a pungent, fishy stench permeated the air, even causing the surrounding space to sizzle as if it were being corroded.

"kill!"

The Nine Netherworld Python Elder's eyes were filled with ruthlessness. He pushed his arm forward suddenly, and the ball of venom, which was wrapped in destructive power, was like a black lightning bolt, directly hitting Qinglin!

He wanted to strike first and kill Qinglin before he could be controlled!
"useless."

Su Yun's eyes turned cold, and the long sword he carried on his back was drawn, its light flashing rapidly in front of him.

The dazzling golden sword energy instantly intertwined to form an indestructible sword wall. With a crisp "clang," the scarlet venom was shattered the moment it hit the sword wall, turning into specks of black mist that dissipated into the air.

"Om-!"

At the same time, Qinglin's secret technique had been fully prepared. The emerald green spiritual light surrounding her body shone brightly, and the ancient secret technique that had been prepared for so long was finally completed!
Two beams of emerald light, refined to the extreme, were like two sharp swords piercing through the darkness, landing precisely on the eyes of the Grand Elder of the Nine Netherworld Python.

"No... Impossible..."

The elder's roar abruptly stopped, and his face, which had been distorted by anger and ruthlessness, instantly became blank.

His scarlet vertical pupils lost their blood color at a visible speed, replaced by the same three-flowered green snake pupil pattern as Qinglin's.

The Grand Elder of the Nine Netherworld Python has transformed into the shape of the Azure Serpent with Three Flower Pupils!
(End of this chapter)