The mysterious man danced his fists, and ghostly flames and shimmering emerald fire, evil and righteousness melding into one, transformed into the form of a cold, emerald-green giant python, lifelike in every detail. The python hissed and roared, sending ripples through the void as it lunged to kill Shen Yuhu and Shen Hongguang.
Though it appeared to be merely a flame construct that would shatter with a single blow, it actually contained the mysterious man's divine essence, as well as a resilient body formed by containing Worldly Power. Blades and spears could not pierce it, water and fire could not harm it; a graze would wound, a touch would ignite. It was incomparably troublesome.
This python also possessed a trace of spiritual light and blood soul. It had been formed after the mysterious man killed a ferocious giant python that had been on the verge of transforming into a flood dragon. Thus, not only was it overwhelmingly powerful itself, it also retained the murderous instincts and alert intelligence the vicious python had possessed in life.
Meanwhile, the Ox-Head God and Horse-Face Ghost stood to the left and right, respectively, simultaneously wielding the steel fork and long blade in their hands. As their divine arts circulated, a ten-zhang-tall divine image of ox-head and horse-face appeared behind each of them. Black ripples twisted as the sounds of wailing ghosts and howling spirits rang without end.
At first glance, one might have thought some world-shaking great devil had emerged. Yet their techniques were yin without being wicked, baleful without being demonic, pure and orthodox—thoroughly genuine divine arts, not devilish arts that harmed others for one's own gain.
Crimson flames floated atop Ox-Head's steel fork. Even a single stray spark gave one the searing pain of being scorched by spiritual fire.
Upon Horse-Face's long