Encountering the Mandala Snake, Sinister Tang San

Luo Sanpao blasted the attacking Netherworld Wolves away with a single fart.

Yu Xiaogang quickly took out two carrots and tossed them to Luo Sanpao.

"Luo Sanpao can replenish my Soul Power by eating food."

The moment the two large carrots went down its throat,

Luo Sanpao suddenly began barking warnings again.

The surroundings abruptly fell silent, and a faint rustling sound rang out clearly.

There seemed to be a trace more of a fishy stench in the air.

The smell was not strong, and even carried a faint sweetness and tea fragrance.

Mandala Snake!

Ye Fan clearly remembered that after dealing with those Netherworld Wolves, the main event of Soul Hunting Forest would be the Mandala Snake.

Tang San's nose twitched, and he instinctively blurted out, "A poisonous creature."

A dark green triangular snake head rose from the bushes, its body twisting as it slowly slithered out.

"Mandala Snake!"

Yu Xiaogang's pupils suddenly contracted.

"It's a Mandala Snake!"

"How could such a ferocious creature appear on the outskirts of Soul Hunting Forest? I hope it's only a ten-year one."

As more and more of the Mandala Snake's body emerged,

the panic in Yu Xiaogang's heart steadily intensified.

A Mandala Snake's cultivation years were related to the size of its body.

Before evolving into a thousand-year Soul Beast, its body would grow one centimeter longer for every additional year of cultivation.

And the body of this Mandala Snake that had been blasted away was definitely over three meters long, perhaps even close to four meters.

In other words, its cultivation was nearly four hundred years.

"More rings, more bones, one wave of strength. Fewer rings, fewer bones, turn and run."

"Run!"

"Farts like thunder, shattering heaven and earth—Luo Sanpao."

Yu Xiaogang swiftly gave the order. Luo Sanpao's body rapidly swelled, and with a bang, it blasted a fart at the Mandala Snake.

"Run!"

He shouted, grabbing Tang San and Ye Fan as he quickly fled backward.

A shrill sound rang out.

As Master pulled him forward, Tang San turned back to look.

The Mandala Snake that Luo Sanpao had blasted away earlier was completely unscathed.

The moment its body hit the ground, it immediately curled and sprang forward, shooting toward them.

Each time its whip-like body touched the ground, it sprang back up like a coiled spring. It was incredibly fast,

constantly closing in on the three of them.

Luo Sanpao was not slow either, following closely beside them, its large eyes filled with panic.

"Farts like smoke, hypnotic slumber—Luo Sanpao."

Yu Xiaogang swiftly unleashed his second Soul Skill.

Luo Sanpao spun through the air.

With a puff, a cloud of yellow gas sprayed from its fat rear, spreading through the air.

Yu Xiaogang's two Soul Rings respectively granted Luo Sanpao the effects of Thunder Shock and Hypnosis. He had now used them both completely.

The Mandala Snake quickly darted through the yellow smoke, but it was not successfully hypnotized. As one of the finest among poisonous creatures,

its resistance to toxins was far stronger than that of ordinary Soul Beasts. Its speed was only slowed slightly.

Luo Sanpao had already fired all three of its "cannons," and its body had visibly shrunk. There was no time to feed it carrots to replenish it now.

Yu Xiaogang understood the habits of Mandala Snakes very well.

This vicious Soul Beast had one weakness.

It lacked patience. If it could not catch its target prey after a period of time, it would easily give up.

However, Ye Fan knew full well that the Mandala Snake would absolutely not give up.

Because it had been enraged. It had been sleeping, only to be woken by a foul-smelling fart.

Who wouldn't get angry?

It would have been one thing to chase them for a while to uphold its dignity.

But then two more farts came right after that. It was practically provoking an authority it should not have offended.

The Mandala Snake rapidly closed in and lunged to bite Yu Xiaogang.

"Sanpao, block it for a moment."

At Yu Xiaogang's command, Luo Sanpao flipped its chubby body around and charged at the Mandala Snake, attempting to block its advance with its body.

Not only was the Mandala Snake incredibly fast, its reactions were also exceptionally sharp. Its body swayed aside, evading Luo Sanpao's charge, and it simultaneously bit Yu Xiaogang's right leg.

Following the principle that he would never pass up a chance to screw over this couple, Ye Fan quickly made an adjustment.

In a sense, he was helping Yu Xiaogang. The poison had gone from an important part of the body to an unimportant one.

"Roar!"

Luo Sanpao let out a miserable cry, its body falling toward the ground.

Yu Xiaogang waved both hands, and Luo Sanpao's body immediately turned into a streak of purple light, merging back into him.

The Mandala Snake closed in again.

In the original plot,

Tang San could have used a white carrot to counterattack.

But now, the white carrots were still inside Yu Xiaogang's Soul Tool.

At this moment, the only weapon in his hand was the Short Sword at his waist.

Tang San shoved Yu Xiaogang aside with his left hand.

Using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, he swiftly slid three feet to the side, dodging the attack.

Pushing Yu Xiaogang away was already the limit of what he could do. Even if he had been able to push Ye Fan away, he would not have done so.

At this point, Ye Fan was the only one left where he stood.

The Mandala Snake opened its jaws wide and bit directly at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's eyes suddenly widened.

Stay calm, stay calm.

It's fine, it's fine, it's fine.

But the more he thought that, the worse he felt inside.

He suddenly shouted.

The moment the words left his mouth, he instantly felt better.

Ye Fan grabbed with his left hand, and the Plant Encyclopedia martial soul, bearing the image of an Ordinary Sunflower, appeared in his grasp. He held it before him as the Mandala Snake bit down on it.

The power of knowledge truly was limitless. One bite later, the Plant Encyclopedia was completely unharmed.

But that did not mean Ye Fan was safe.

He grabbed again with his right hand, producing his second martial soul, the Zombie Encyclopedia, bearing the image of an Ordinary Zombie.

Ye Fan gripped the Zombie Encyclopedia and swung it at the Mandala Snake's forehead with a bang.

Ye Fan smacked the Mandala Snake with the book, stunning it outright.

"Change stunned to dead for me!"

Ye Fan's greatest strength was the system. If he did not use it now, when would he?

Bang!

With one strike of the book, the Mandala Snake instantly lost all its previous menace. Carried by inertia, it flung forward and crashed to the ground without another reaction.

Death came in an instant.

There was no deathbed struggle.

The Mandala Snake died.

Very soon, a yellow hundred-year Soul Ring slowly condensed above its snake head.

On the other side, Yu Xiaogang climbed up from the ground. When he saw the rising Soul Ring, he froze for a moment as well.

"The nightmare of low-level Soul Beasts, the Mandala Snake, died just like that?"

"Little San, did you kill it?"

Joy appeared on his face.

"If you killed it, that would be wonderful!"

"The Mandala Snake possesses powerful offensive ability, and its toughness can make up for the Blue Silver Hammer's tendency to scatter apart."

"I killed it."

Ye Fan's faint voice sounded. He recalled his martial souls and panted heavily.

"I think I accidentally smacked it to death with a book."

Faced with such a powerful Soul Beast, Tang San had instinctively thought to dodge.

Let Ye Fan serve as a cushion. If the snake ate Ye Fan and got full, so much the better.

If it was not full, Ye Fan could at least buy them some time.

Who would have thought the Mandala Snake would die so easily?

If it could be beaten to death by one book, then this so-called Mandala Snake was nothing special.

It was only because his Sleeve Arrow had accidentally been smashed.

Otherwise, any Mandala Snake would have been dealt with by a single Sleeve Arrow.