Qin Fengming's heart tightened, and without the slightest hesitation, he shot away. Amid flashes of multicolored light, he fled into the distance.
The enormous body rolled violently. As a wave of demonic mist swept out, the thick, gloomy fog filling the surroundings vanished in an instant, revealing the enormous python body, more than a dozen zhang long, in the air once again.
A vicious glint flashed through its beastly eyes as it watched Qin Fengming shoot away. The enormous demonic python merely circled once in place in the air and did not control the demonic wind to pursue him.
Within the coverage of his divine sense, Qin Fengming saw the demonic python stop where it was. Even as he fled at full speed, he could not help feeling somewhat puzzled.
The Iron Wire Python was extremely intelligent. It had been disturbed more than once or twice. Each time, it merely lost a few stalks of spirit grass from the mouth of its cave. Over the past tens of thousands of years, such incidents had occurred countless times.
Even a low-intelligence demonic beast would certainly have been able to guess something.
Since the Iron Wire Python had not pursued him, Qin Fengming was naturally delighted. He changed direction and fled toward the way they had come.
"Fellow cultivators, this Qin was fortunate enough to succeed. The ten stalks of Stone Incense Grass have all been gathered, so we can return to Ding'an City and report the completion of the mission." With a flash of multicolored light, Qin Fengming appeared before the three Integration stage cultivators, who had gathered together. He spoke calmly, looking completely relaxed.
"You actually weren't killed by that demonic python?" Seeing that Qin Fengming did not bear the slightest injury, Guan Ning's expression changed drastically. Anger and shock