Half-Dragon Giant Python

Bai Yang and the other nine floated through the air, continuing to advance inside the pipeline.

Gradually, the scent carried by the air grew more damp and rancid.

He began to sense something off—the smell was too strong!

Something was wrong!

Logically, a monster's nest having some odor was no surprise, but what lay ahead gave him a completely different feeling.

By now, Bai Yang had acquired the trait genes of at least dozens of monsters, making his sense of smell far sharper than an ordinary monster's.

He analyzed it carefully—the number of monsters ahead likely far exceeded their original estimate.

Bai Yang extended a finger and lightly tapped the inner wall of the pipeline, sensing the various subtle vibrations coming from up ahead.

In an instant, a virtual image formed in his mind: in a semicircular hall about a hundred meters away, a massive creature was coiled!

It seemed far larger than the previously estimated twenty-plus meters in length.

Though the distance made it impossible to determine its exact appearance or strength, he could clearly perceive that around this giant serpent, there were at least three or four hundred other snakes.

"Something's wrong! I'll send you out right now." Bai Yang immediately issued the command in his mind for the others to leave.

In such a closed, dark environment, the Blood Brake Squad's combat effectiveness plummeted—they'd be walking to their deaths.

With a thought, the flight direction of the ten people abruptly shifted, reversing back the way they came.

The Half-Dragon Black-Line Snake in the hall seemed to sense something too.

It narrowed its eyes, stretched its neck, and sniffed carefully toward the passage, its red forked tongue flickering in and out.

After a moment, it suddenly let out a hissing call, and several smaller snakes beneath it shot into the passage.

Though those snakes were called "small," they were still at the General level in strength, with bodies as thick as a bowl's rim.

This was their home turf, and they moved like the wind.

The hundred-plus-meter distance was crossed almost instantly.

How they perceived their surroundings in this pitch-black space was anyone's guess.

The Blood Brake Squad's trail was immediately picked up by them.

Bai Yang had been on alert the whole time; the moment he spotted them, he activated his telekinesis to crush them.

These snakes seemed to have a clear division of labor and a sense of duty.

The instant they saw the humans, they slammed their tails hard against the pipeline.

Even though Bai Yang tore them apart in that same moment, the inertia of their falling tails still sent the sound echoing through.

And so the giant serpent in the hall let out a deafening roar and charged down the passage straight at them!

"Run!" Bai Yang bellowed through the mental network.

Now that they were exposed, flying was pointless.

The squad members broke into a sprint; every one of them was at the mid-General level.

Their speed could reach 150 meters per second—it would only take a few seconds to leave the pipeline and get back to the surface.

But the Half-Dragon Black-Line Snake behind them was even more terrifying, nearly at the mid-War God level!

Its speed hit 400 meters per second—true supersonic speed!

Someone had to hold it back, or none of them would make it!

Bai Yang turned around, ready to fight. The whole swarm would have made him cautious, but a one-on-one brawl with a monster? He wasn't afraid!

This snake chasing them out on its own was perfect!

The pipeline was roughly a circular tube about ten meters in diameter, and the Half-Dragon Black-Line Snake's waist alone was nearly six meters wide.

It charged out at the front, forcing the smaller snakes behind to crawl out one by one, unable to swarm all at once.

The Half-Dragon Giant Python spotted Bai Yang blocking its path and, without a second thought, opened its bloody maw wide, ready to swallow him whole!

This was the most straightforward combat method it had learned through countless battles.

It was already massive, and as a snake, its open mouth nearly filled the entire pipeline in an instant.

Under such circumstances, most people, unable to see and with no room to dodge, could only meet its fangs head-on.

If those fangs so much as grazed them, the fight was over.

But Bai Yang saw in the dark as clearly as in daylight—how could he fall for that?

He decided to play along!

The Mount Hua Sword was drawn in a flash!

He didn't bother with any sword techniques—he simply slashed six vertical and six horizontal strokes, carving twelve sword scars into the air ahead.

In the pitch-black pipe, it was as if a massive net of blazing white-gold light had suddenly been hurled out.

It slammed down fiercely toward that Half-Jiao!

When had that Half-Jiao monster ever seen such light, such a thing, in its own lair?

It paused instinctively for a moment, still unsure what it was seeing, whether it should stop and dodge.

Bai Yang, swift as lightning, struck again with four more swords!

With pinpoint precision, they blasted into the beast's four massive venomous fangs!

His force multiplier didn't just instantly reach 6—

At his current cultivation as a high-level Warrior, he could just barely threaten a mid-level War God.

These four strikes were also the peak of his current technique; each sword carried dozens of hidden forces trailing behind it.

The flesh and nerves around those four fangs were instantly shattered and scrambled by the impact of all those forces.

The Black-Line Snake's greatest weapon came loose and fell away!

The Half-Jiao itself felt its brain rattled by the force transmitted through its fangs, dizzy for a moment.

It recovered quickly, but its fangs were simply gone!

Seeing this, Bai Yang immediately used his telekinesis to grab the four venomous fangs and flung them far away down the pipe.

At the same time, he dashed outward himself.

He had caught the monster off guard in its own lair, exploiting its complacency to achieve such a result.

It wouldn't be so easy from here on!

His speed was faster than even a mid-level War God; in just moments, he burst out of the pipe and into the abandoned Sewage Station.

The entire Blood Brake Squad was safe, having followed his orders to scatter in all directions and leave the area.

Bai Yang had barely been out for two seconds.

Behind him came a deafening, earth-shattering roar—the Half-Jiao had indeed chased after him!

And now, at its side were three or four hundred smaller snakes.

His scent had been firmly marked in their memories; they would chase him to the ends of the earth, and then an endless, life-or-death battle would begin!

Such utter humiliation—had the Half-Jiao ever experienced anything like it?

It had already ordered the entire Snake Den, hundreds of Black-Line Snakes, to swarm out in full force!

They would tear that human into a thousand pieces, no matter what!

As soon as the snakes spotted Bai Yang, they charged at him without a care for their own lives.

The Half-Jiao itself lunged at him wildly, again and again, not even bothering to avoid injuring its own offspring.

Since things had already gone this far, why would Bai Yang give up easily?

His speed and footwork were things the Half-Jiao could never match—one couldn't beat him, the other couldn't catch him.

They kept chasing and fleeing through that sewage plant, the whole building groaning and cracking under their rampage.

Bai Yang showed no sign of impatience, as if he was ready to wear down the swarm of snakes for a long time.

It all depended on whether his squad members could deliver.