The Heavenly Python raised its head proudly, looking down at the battered and scarred Qin Shaofeng. "Today, I'll use your blood to sacrifice to the Evil Spirit of Heavenly Demon Mountain!"
Qin Shaofeng's face was deathly pale. Gritting his teeth, he endured the pain and slowly climbed to his feet.
Within him, the spiritual power of the Three Transmissions Secret Tome and the Primordial Golden Core flowed forth without end, rapidly healing the wounds in his body.
"The Evil Spirit of Heavenly Demon Mountain? What is that?"
Forcing himself upright, Qin Shaofeng stared fixedly at the Heavenly Python, a trace of confusion and vigilance in his eyes.
Hearing Qin Shaofeng's question, the Heavenly Python suddenly burst into wild laughter. Its shrill, piercing cackle made one's hair stand on end.
"Ha ha ha! A mere ant wants to pry into the secrets of Heavenly Demon Mountain? Fine. Today, I shall show mercy and satisfy your curiosity before you die!"
The Heavenly Python's gaze was sinister as it said slowly, word by word, "The only ones who could contend with the Heaven-Defying Demon Venerable were the three Great Immortal Venerables who spread the Dao back then."
Qin Shaofeng's heart shook violently.
He knew the Heavenly Python before him had surely held something back, yet these scattered fragments alone were enough to sketch the earth-shattering battle of those days.
"When the Demon Venerable fought the three Immortal Venerables, who won and who lost?"
After pondering for a moment, Qin Shaofeng asked as though casually.
The Heavenly Python shot Qin Shaofeng a teasing glance. "You needn't ask that. In any case, a wisp of the Demon Venerable's remnant soul survived in the end, and he ordered us to guard this place while awaiting his rebirth."
Qin Shaofeng's pupils abruptly contracted.
So although the Heaven-Defying