Each was no more than a foot long, yet they radiated a powerful aura comparable to Spirit Division Stage cultivators.
These magic snakes were true spiritual creatures, not conjured from magic power.
"Bone-Eroding Magic Snakes!"
Lin Xuan's experience was far from ordinary, but when he saw the scene before him clearly, his expression still changed violently.
The Bone-Eroding Magic Snake was known as one of the Demon World's ten great vicious beasts. The strongest among them could even rival True Spirits. Although these before him had not reached that level, they were still incomparably troublesome to deal with.
Take the current situation, for example: dozens had been released at once, and even a Tribulation Transcendence Stage old monster would absolutely not be willing to meet their edge head-on.
Baoshe was indeed worthy of being a True Devil Progenitor. A mere Avatar was already troublesome to such an extent. However, he believed these Bone-Eroding Magic Snakes were already her life-preserving secret art; besides this, she should have no other trump-card techniques left at the bottom of the chest.
Of course, all of this was only Lin Xuan's speculation. But at this moment, he truly had no path of retreat left.
He had gone through untold hardships and bitter struggles, finally managing with great difficulty to seize the initiative. How could he give it up for nothing just because of a few Bone-Eroding Magic Snakes?
One had to know that such an opportunity could be encountered but not sought. If the other party was on guard next time, there would absolutely not be another chance.
Ever since Lin Xuan had set foot on the path of immortal cultivation, he had experienced countless hardships and sufferings. His character naturally had a cautious and careful side, but when it was time to be decisive,