Yunxi calmly continued throwing punches, not sparing even a glance for the Shadow Gray Python that arrived in an instant, because Cong Shan had already prepared to attack the moment the Shadow Gray Python woke up.
The instant the Shadow Gray Python launched itself, Cong Shan raised the spikes all over his body, curled himself into a ball, and shot straight for its vital seven-inch point. He did not need Yunxi's command at all.
This time, the Shadow Gray Python had made up its mind. It did not dodge, risking having its vital point pierced by Cong Shan as it stretched its head to within two fist-lengths of Yunxi's brow. Then, a streak of gray light shot straight toward the sea of consciousness between Yunxi's brows.
"Hmph! You finally couldn't hold back!"
Yunxi snorted. In the next instant, the Flower Ornament on her brow appeared, blocking the gray streak outside. The immense power radiating from the Immortal Artifact directly crushed the gray light to pieces.
"Aah!"
A scream rang out beside Yunxi's ear. This time, she heard it clearly—it was a man's voice.
At the same time, inside a cave abode somewhere on Wuyou Mountain, a male cultivator who had been meditating suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His reddened eyes slowly opened, and the vicious glint in them vanished in a flash. Raising a hand to wipe the blood from his lips, he muttered hoarsely:
"Hmph! I never expected the Immortal Realm to make such a grand move. No wonder they had this venerable one suppress his cultivation to descend to the lower realm—it was for this!
The heavens are truly aiding this venerable one. The Scroll of Mountains and Rivers will be their burial ground! Hahaha!!!"
His chilling laughter echoed through the cave, enough to make one