This time, Jiu Tou's eyes were completely bloodshot.
Though he had suffered a blow, in that instant, he gave off an inexplicable, suffocating pressure.
Nine Nether Python: "..."
Clearly!!
He knew what Jiu Tou was about to do.
Burn his essence blood?
Fight with his life?
The members of the Mystic Beast Race changed expression.
Jiu Tou had previously used the Taboo Technique. If he did not properly consolidate his foundation afterward, it would likely affect his roots.
And now?
If he burned his essence blood as well—
Hmph!
His foundation would definitely be damaged.
Jiu Tou was extraordinarily gifted. Among the younger generation of the Land of First Bloom, he unquestionably stood head and shoulders above the rest.
So long as no accident occurred, his future achievements would certainly be immeasurable. Even if he could not surpass the Nine Nether Python, he would at least be able to shoulder the great responsibility of the Mystic Beast Race.
Qin Jishi was human, not a member of the Demon God Clan.
There was no blood feud between them. Burning his essence blood was not worth it.
Almost at the very moment Jiu Tou was about to burn his essence blood—
Whoosh!
Before he could react, a figure moved. The next moment, someone appeared before him and pressed down on his shoulder.
"Jiu Tou!"
A deep voice rang out, and an irresistible force suppressed him.
"O-Old Ancestor..."
That force was like a bucket of cold water, instantly dousing the fury in his heart.
The bloodshot in his eyes gradually faded back to normal.
However!
His heart was still filled with unwillingness.
"Old Ancestor... I still haven't..."
"Jiu Tou!"
Before he could finish, the Nine Nether Python spoke two words in a low voice.
Those two words carried the weight of a thousand