Given Lu Xiaotian's cultivation, the Ten-Thousand-Bone Soul-Stinging Snake Spirit figured that even if it let him flee, he probably wouldn't get far. As for the Scorpion Demon and Nine-Ren Mountain, whose conditions were far worse than Lu Xiaotian's, they would fare even worse.
It would deal with them after capturing as many of the Lion-Camel Python Venerable and the others as possible.
Seeing the Lion-Camel Python Venerable fleeing at breakneck speed, the Ten-Thousand-Bone Soul-Stinging Snake Spirit sneered. Escaping from its grasp wouldn't be so easy. A few of the Golden Immortal-level experts would surely get away, perhaps two or three, but for all of them to slip away right under its nose was sheer wishful thinking.
The Ten-Thousand-Bone Soul-Stinging Snake Spirit's divine sense stirred. Dozens of bone serpents coiled together and surged forward in a frenzied assault. They split into three waves: one went after the Lion-Camel Python Venerable, another targeted Lu Xiaotian, the Scorpion Demon, and the others, while the last swept toward Yan Bei, the Fire Soul Clan expert.
It devoted the most effort to the Lion-Camel Python Venerable. Its attacks on Lu Xiaotian, Nine-Ren Mountain, the Scorpion Demon, and even Yan Bei were merely meant to hold them back, slowing Lu Xiaotian's group as they fled.
By now, the Scorpion Demon and Nine-Ren Mountain had little strength left. As several bone serpents twisted toward each of them, striking back would inevitably hold them up.
"Saint Alchemist Dongfang, help me! If I can escape this place, I swear I'll follow your lead from now on." Nine-Ren Mountain's expression changed. He was a peerless hero of his generation, not afraid of death—but he didn't want to die. He had only just begun to grasp the wonders of the Law Body and had also comprehended his own path of law