Lu Xueqi (86)

He either disrupted the opponent's crucial spells at precisely the right moment, ambushed the spots the enemy had no choice but to defend with sharp sword qi nurtured by the Sword Nourishing Art, or used the Spirit Nourishing Art to attack their Divine Souls and create openings.

Like a venomous snake hidden in the shadows, he calmly observed the battlefield, seeking every fleeting opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

In just a short while, two more demonic cultivators were slain by Lu Xueqi's sword light or struck by Shi Yue and the others' formation, grievously wounded and sent crashing to the ground under Su Han's artful "cooperation."

Meanwhile, the Ice Scale Python had completely gone berserk.

Its intelligence was limited, and it could not make sense of how the situation in the field had developed. It only knew that the intruders were attacking one another, while the kid who had first "attacked" the Spiritual Milk, Su Han, was slippery as an eel and had remained on the outskirts.

On the contrary, the group of vicious-auraed demonic cultivators—the Scarred Bald Man's group—had been actively attacking from the start, and their attacks frequently swept over both it and the pool.

By its simple logic, these people posed the greater threat!

Thus, most of the Ice Scale Python's fury was vented upon the demonic cultivators.

Its thick tail swept across the ground, smashing deep pits into the earth. It continuously spewed icy mist, ice spikes, and ice blades, while its massive body rolled and rammed along the pool's edge. The demonic cultivators were left in utter disarray, forced to guard against Su Han and the others' sneak attacks as well. Their suffering was beyond words.

"Boss! This damn snake has gone mad! It's targeting us!"

**"Those three are too slippery! Especially that kid