Han Debiao Cuts Off His Own Arm to Save His Life, The Beauty's Heart Returns

Han Debiao had already donned the Crimson Scale Gauntlets. As his fists moved, a piercing whistling tore through the air. Dense red fist shadows swept out, striking in every direction.

With thunderous booms, the red fist shadows crashed against the stone walls, sending large quantities of shattered rock tumbling down.

The Seven-Colored Python's thick, long tail suddenly swept against a boulder taller than a man, sending it hurtling toward Han Debiao. Once it came within thirty meters of him, it was pulverized by the dense fist shadows, raising clouds of dust.

To lure the Seven-Colored Python away, he first had to enrage it.

Spiritual light flared brightly from the Spirit-Breaking Staff in Han Debiao's hand. Like a white flood dragon leaping through the waves, it shot toward the Seven-Colored Python.

The Seven-Colored Python reacted swiftly, spewing out a vast spray of pungent seven-colored liquid. The liquid collided with the Spirit-Breaking Staff, immediately releasing a plume of green smoke. The staff's spiritual light flickered several times before gradually dimming, and its body bore signs of corrosion.

With a flick of his wrist, Han Debiao made the Spirit-Breaking Staff split into layer upon layer of staff shadows. Like a towering mountain, they smashed fiercely toward the Seven-Colored Python.

The Seven-Colored Python released a shrill hiss, and a violent gale surged forth, shattering the layers of staff shadows to pieces.

A massive, glittering golden staff struck the gale, which shattered at once. The golden staff slammed into the Seven-Colored Python's body with a dull thud.

The Seven-Colored Python opened its cavernous maw and bit down on the massive golden staff. Waves of green smoke rose from it as copious venom dripped onto the ground, corroding one large hole after another into the earth.

The golden staff's spiritual light dimmed, clearly having suffered severe