The whole process sounded complicated when put into words, but in truth it took no more than an instant.
A rancid stench drifted down on the wind as the water pillar spat out by the giant python came charging over with murderous momentum.
Yet at that very moment, Lin Xuan flicked his finger. A spell seal spread from his fingertip, and the offensive of the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire slowed. After one roiling surge, it actually transformed into a five-colored glassy hand.
It was over ten feet long, yet its movements were nimble to the extreme.
As if possessed of sentience, it flashed to the side, and the pitch-black water pillar missed, crashing down nearby.
Then the great hand's shape changed again.
Its nails became sharp and keen to the utmost, and it scooped downward like lightning. The giant python had no time to dodge and was seized in the palm at once.
Hissing sounds entered the ear—the sharp nails had torn through its scales. Then the entire great hand burst into raging flames.
The power of the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire need not be mentioned. The giant python twisted and struggled a few times, but it was useless. Very quickly, it was reduced to nothingness by the five-colored glassy flames.
"Hiss..."
When this scene fell into the Ghost Saint's eyes, he could not help sucking in a breath of cold air.
His expression turned ugly to the extreme, only to see that great hand give a shake and actually grab toward him again.
Damn it!
His face was full of shock and fury. Yet to Lin Xuan, the true attack had only just begun.
"Swift!"
He pointed a finger forward.
The sword qi filling the sky drew in, and the crossbow bolts instantly lost their target. In the next