Qin Fengming released his divine sense, enveloping the area ahead where the demonic mist that had swallowed the puppet lay. His expression turned extremely grave.
A fishy stench permeated the black mist, while a majestic aura of the Demon Race rapidly spread outward in all directions.
Though the area was obscured, everyone's experience allowed them to instantly discern what was happening inside the black mist.
It contained a massive python more than a dozen yards long. Its enormous body, thick as a giant vat, coiled around the mid Integration stage puppet and crushed it to pieces in an instant.
Looking at the demonic python radiating the energy aura of the mid Spirit Severing stage, everyone felt pressure for the first time.
Qin Fengming and the others were indeed not weak, but this powerful demonic creature at the mid Spirit Severing stage was two minor realms above them—two minor realms within a major realm higher than theirs, at that.
Generally speaking, demon beasts were somewhat stronger than cultivators of the same rank. This strength did not mean they truly surpassed cultivators by an overwhelming margin; rather, it meant that demon beasts possessed more abundant magical power.
Of course, if a cultivator possessed a powerful and extraordinary magic treasure, or some heaven-defying means far beyond those of others at the same rank, they could naturally fight and defeat a demon beast of the same rank.
But at that moment, the group was not facing an ordinary demon beast of the same rank. They were facing a powerful existence whose cultivation realm was comparable to the mid Spirit Severing stage.
Even the Blazing Sun Cold Light Sword, tempered with Profound Light Crystal Stone, found it difficult to injure the demonic python's body with ease.
"Fairy Du, the two of you, stay calm. Baili