The site of the battle was three to four hundred miles from Qin Fengming, but under his enormous divine sense, he could still clearly sense that the poison contained in the demonic mist surrounding the giant flood dragon python that had appeared could rapidly corrode a cultivator's protective aura.
Even Tang Lin, who was as powerful as a mid Integration stage cultivator, had suffered greatly from it.
The two were ultimately Integration stage cultivators, and they had already become highly vigilant. Thus, the flood dragon python's wave of attacks still failed to achieve complete success.
"This is a flood dragon python in the Integration realm, and it is also a poison flood dragon. It seems that if the two of us wish to defeat it, we will have to use some means."
Looking at the enormous flood dragon python shrouded in demonic mist before him, Tang Lin spoke with a gloomy expression and a somewhat solemn tone.
"In this strange place, you and I are being suppressed, while this flood dragon python is as comfortable as a fish in water. Its strength is already comparable to that of a mid Integration stage cultivator. It would be best for us to withdraw from this place."
After what had just happened, fear had already appeared in Ji Diao's heart. If Tang Lin had not promptly intervened to rescue him, the answer to whether he could have escaped this calamity would unquestionably have been no. Within that extremely potent poisonous demonic mist, even his exceptionally tough feathers had been corroded by the venom.
"Hmph. On this strange sea island, Fellow Daoist Ji, do you think the two of us can still leave this place at our leisure?"
Before the enormous flying bird could finish speaking, Tang Lin's cold snort had already rung out.