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Chen Li's heart sank, and his movements involuntarily slowed for a moment, nearly getting swept by the giant python's tail. He steadied himself, his gaze piercing towards the few Holy Spirit Palace Disciples, his tone icy: "Did you bring this beast here?"
The disciple, instead of denying it, burst into triumphant laughter: "Haha, kid, you're not too stupid after all! How does it feel? Surprised? Unexpected?"
The others joined in the laughter, their mockery ringing in the air.
Chen Li's anger surged to an overwhelming height. He was now closer to the giant python and could clearly sense the powerful aura radiating from the creature. This beast was at least Mystic Boundary Level Two! A monster of this caliber could easily deal with a peak Innate Realm Mo.
These people had sacrificed Mo just to set him up! They were all cultivators he had fought desperately to save. Yet the Holy Spirit Palace, claiming to be the foremost sect guarding the Qian Sheng Empire, shamelessly treated cultivators as mere playthings to be sacrificed at will. Such despicable and insidious behavior was truly nauseating!
"You deserve to die!" Chen Li spat out those words through clenched teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"You deserve to die!" The moment those four words left his mouth, the disciples of the Holy Spirit Palace erupted into another round of laughter, each face adorned with exaggerated grins.
"Oh, such bravado! You're about to become the Xuan Gang Dragon Python's meal and still dare to say we deserve to die? It seems you still don't grasp your situation!" The leading disciple of the Holy Spirit Palace looked at Chen Li with scornful derision, his tone dripping with disdain.
Beside him, a small, sharp-featured disciple chimed in mockingly: "Exactly! You should take a good look at yourself in a mirror. With your pathetic skills, you think you can make us die? What an arrogant fool!"
As they spoke, they gleefully watched Chen Li's desperate retreat.
Chen Li had no doubt that if they were exposed to modern technology, they would probably whip out their phones to take pictures of his humiliation.
They were doing this on purpose! No wonder someone as inhumane and selfish as Chen had received such preferential treatment upon entering the Holy Spirit Palace. It turned out they were all in cahoots!
Thinking of this made Chen Li clench his fists tightly. If it weren't for this child's body limiting his cultivation level, he would have already appeared before them and smashed their heads in!
Just as he was lost in thought, a howling wind suddenly descended upon him. The enormous shadow loomed overhead like the scythe of death, raised high above him as if it aimed to swiftly end his life.
The disciples of the Holy Spirit Palace, who were watching the spectacle, began to laugh triumphantly.
"Kid, it's over! We’ll definitely burn more paper money for you this year to repay you for making our rise in the sect so easy!"
They seemed to envision the scene of Chen Li being ground into paste by the Xuan Gang Dragon Python.
Chen Li looked at the impending fatal strike, knowing he could not evade it. At that moment, his eyes sharpened, and he thought: Since I can't escape, then I won't hide!
He took a deep breath and murmured, "Xuan Gang Shield!"
As soon as he spoke, his Vital Energy surged within him, instantly forming a layer of golden light around him, creating an impenetrable barrier that enveloped him tightly.
In the next second, the serpent's tail slammed down onto the shield.
Boom!
The overwhelming force erupted violently, causing the shield to shake violently. The golden light on Chen Li's barrier flickered erratically.
Before long, it seemed that the shield could no longer withstand the pressure and shattered with a thunderous crash. The residual force struck Chen Li's body in an instant.
He slid across the ground for dozens of meters, leaving behind a shocking trail of blood.
"Haha! I told you this kid is no match!"
"He's done for now! Still thinking of competing with our Young Master? He must be tired of living!"
The disciples of the Holy Spirit Palace laughed even more recklessly at this sight, their words dripping with pride and satisfaction.
It was as if they could already imagine themselves delivering the news of Chen Li's demise back to their sect.
However, they celebrated too soon. Just when they thought Chen Li was finished, he slowly rose from the ground.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes glinted with a cold light.
"You’re all too happy too soon! If you want my life, you’re not worthy!"
With that, a chill surged within Chen Li as he transmitted a cold command to the Divine Beast Hedgehog nestled in his arms.
The hedgehog commanded, "Control the Xuan Gang Dragon Python and fight back against them!"
As soon as the words left its mouth, the hedgehog stretched its fluffy body and rubbed against Chen Li, trying to please him. "Yes, Master. But once we deal with them, can you refine me?"
Chen Li replied, "What time is it? And you're still thinking about food!"
Though exasperated, he added, "I'll give you ten."
At this declaration, it was as if the hedgehog had been injected with adrenaline.
Its eyes lit up, and in the next moment, the once ferocious giant python let out a painful hiss, its massive body writhing violently as if under some inexplicable force.
What’s happening? Why did that beast suddenly go mad?
The disciples of the Holy Spirit Palace were stunned by this sudden turn of events; their smiles froze in place, replaced by a vague sense of unease.
The python's eyes turned a strange shade of red, emitting a chilling glow.
Its thrashing body suddenly calmed down before abruptly changing direction, its crimson eyes locking onto them.
The many Holy Spirit Palace disciples who had just been gleefully mocking Chen Li were now terrified beyond belief.
"Ah! Help!"
The tail of the Xuan Gang Dragon Python swept through the air, creating waves like a tsunami two stories high, crashing down on the fleeing disciples with overwhelming force.
The wind howled and dust swirled as the python's red eyes reflected their terrified and contorted faces.
"Ah!"
Screams echoed like the cries of slaughtered livestock.
Some desperately summoned defensive artifacts; colorful lights flickered but were torn apart by the python's brute strength as if they were made of paper.
A small disciple with a sharp face thought he could escape due to his speed but was caught off guard when the python moved even faster. With a mere flick of its tail, he was sent flying like a swatted fly.
The leading disciple frantically summoned a massive shield in an attempt to block this terrifying attack. Runes danced across its surface, glowing brightly.
Though he managed to hold it off for a moment, the erratic light and his trembling arms spoke volumes about his fear.
Seeing this, Chen Li strolled leisurely toward them, observing these once-mighty disciples of the Holy Spirit Palace now reduced to a pitiful state akin to lost dogs. A mocking smile spread across his face.
"How does it feel, everyone?"
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