The Cloud-Devouring Python Patriarch pushed his demonic power to its limits. The crimson substance on his body even developed a will of its own, surging swiftly toward Lin Fan's palm with terrifying corrosive force.
Yet before it could touch Lin Fan's palm, it was reduced to dust and annihilated by an invisible force.
Lin Fan looked at the struggling Cloud-Devouring Python Patriarch and said coldly, "You've taken hold of a divine statue. Your power should be far greater than this. Bring out your true trump card and let me see it."
"You forced me to do this."
The Cloud-Devouring Python Patriarch's eyes suddenly reddened. His entire body twisted and changed as streams of vivid crimson matter poured from within him.
His formerly aged skin became tough and powerful, while an indestructible layer of crimson scales surged across its surface, ancient runes emerging within every scale.
In an instant, his body grew vastly larger. Blood Mist coiled around him, and the aura he gave off was several times more powerful than before!
Crimson mist shrouded the entire sky, as though some dreadful ancient demon god were about to fully emerge from the void.
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, but showed no mercy. With a casual motion, his huge hand clenched down, and the Cloud-Devouring Python Patriarch, who had only just transformed, exploded into pieces.
But in the very next moment, the Blood Mist rapidly gathered, swiftly condensing once more into the Cloud-Devouring Python Patriarch's figure.
His eyes were blood-red as he stared fixedly at Lin Fan. In a low voice, he said, "You are not a Demon Cultivator. You are a human cultivator."
"The scent on you is very unique. Master is extremely excited."
"If I can devour you, Master will bestow even more power upon me."
The moment his words