Divert Trouble Eastward

Nineteen thousand years—the Nine Venomous Yin Phosphorus Python?

Only a 10% chance of absorbing it as a Soul Ring? Damn it!

Wang Jingyu immediately wanted to curse out loud. The success rate was actually that low.

He remembered that in the original work, the maximum age for a fifth Soul Ring was years, while the maximum age for a sixth Soul Ring was only twenty thousand years.

In other words, this giant python was already close to the theoretical absorption limit of a sixth Soul Ring.

This would only be his fourth Soul Ring. Absorbing it would be as difficult as scaling the heavens, and he would have to take enormous risks just to kill it.

After thinking it over, Wang Jingyu felt it was far from worthwhile and decided to retreat in search of another target.

He warily watched the giant python, took Bibi Dong's hand, and backed away step by step.

With its bloodstained maw wide open, the Nine Venomous Yin Phosphorus Python looked at them with naked greed in its eyes.

For every step the two took back, it took one forward, drooling over them.

Wang Jingyu frowned. It seemed this Nine Venomous Yin Phosphorus Python really had been eyeing them greedily, just as Bibi Dong had said.

Now that both sides had torn away all pretense, it was even less willing to let prey already at its mouth escape.

Bibi Dong also recognized that this Nine Venomous Yin Phosphorus Python had cultivation approaching twenty thousand years.

Such strength was already close to that of a level sixty-eight or sixty-nine Soul Emperor. Coupled with the unique talents and physical advantages of Spirit Beasts,

it could even fight an early-stage Soul Saint.

Meanwhile, one of them was a level forty Soul Ancestor, while the other was a level fifty-six Soul King.

She knew that trying to kill this Nine Venomous Yin Phosphorus Python was asking too much of them.

"Jingyu, this Spirit Beast is too strong. What should we do?"

"Don't panic. At the very least, this giant python can't swallow us in one bite right now.

As long as we use proper tactics, we may not necessarily lose to it. We might even have a chance to kill it instead."

Wang Jingyu held the Crimson Firmament Sword horizontally before him and answered calmly.

Though he said that, Wang Jingyu would never be foolish enough to directly fight a nineteen-thousand-year Spirit Beast. That would be unwise.

There was only one option now: use an Illusion Technique on the Nine Venomous Yin Phosphorus Python, then take the opportunity to leave.

When it came to Illusion Techniques, his Sharingan gave him an overwhelming advantage against Spirit Beasts.

Wang Jingyu did not expect to control this Nine Venomous Yin Phosphorus Python the way Sasuke controlled Manda.

He only needed to temporarily trap the giant python in an illusion and buy time for them to escape.

That was merely a temporary measure. The best way to deal with this giant python was to kill with a borrowed knife.

He was nearly certain that the team led by Yu Luomian had not left yet...

At that thought, a faintly wicked smile appeared at the corner of Wang Jingyu's mouth.

He raised his longsword and pointed it directly at the Nine Venomous Yin Phosphorus Python, drawing the giant python's attention.

Once the giant python met his gaze, the tomoe in his Sharingan began spinning rapidly.

Gradually, the Nine Venomous Yin Phosphorus Python's eyes became vacant. It had already fallen into the illusion Wang Jingyu had set for it.

Seeing this, a mocking smile appeared on Wang Jingyu's lips.

So what if it was a nineteen-thousand-year Spirit Beast? After falling for this young master's illusion, didn't it still have to stand there obediently?

The backlash from using the Sharingan made Wang Jingyu's eyes ache.

But he had no time to care about that. He grabbed Bibi Dong and turned to leave.

After gaining three thousand-year Soul Rings, his Soul Power had become quite abundant.

He no longer felt completely drained in an instant as he had the first time he used an Illusion Technique.

To avoid ending up with an ambush ahead and pursuers behind,

they did not continue deeper into the ten-thousand-year Spirit Beast region, instead running toward the thousand-year Spirit Beast region.

About five minutes after the two left, the illusion was finally broken.

Looking at the empty ground, the highly intelligent Nine Venomous Yin Phosphorus Python raised its head and hissed furiously.

Two puny humans had actually used such despicable means to trap it in an illusion, then escaped unharmed from its grasp.

This was utterly intolerable! Even an uncle could endure it, but an aunt could not!

It swore that it would catch those two cunning humans and swallow them whole to vent the hatred in its heart!!!

Fortunately, snake-type Spirit Beasts possessed an extremely keen ability to detect scents, not inferior even to large canine Spirit Beasts.

Though those two humans had escaped, their scent was like a guiding beacon before it.

It swiftly chased in the direction Wang Jingyu and Bibi Dong had fled.

Wang Jingyu and Bibi Dong raced all the way toward the thousand-year Spirit Beast region.

Before long, both were panting. Bibi Dong slowed down and looked at Wang Jingyu with a questioning gaze.

"We don't need to run anymore, right? That giant python probably won't catch up."

Wang Jingyu shook his head, his swordlike brows furrowing. Experience from his previous life told him that snakes were highly vengeful creatures.

"Snake-type Spirit Beasts won't give up that easily. We must stay alert."

"Whatever. Let's just walk slowly." Bibi Dong grabbed him and was about to head forward.

"Wait..."

Wang Jingyu's swordlike brows creased slightly, because he heard rustling from trees and undergrowth approaching from afar, growing clearer and clearer.

"Not good, move!"

Wang Jingyu realized that the Nine Venomous Yin Phosphorus Python had most likely broken free from the illusion and was pursuing them.

He just had not expected it to break free so quickly, nor chase them so fast.

Bibi Dong could no longer care about being out of breath and hurriedly followed Wang Jingyu as they continued fleeing.

While sprinting, Wang Jingyu heard the roars of a Sub-Dragon Spirit Beast and sounds of battle ahead.

His eyes lit up, and a delighted smile appeared on his face.

Just as he had expected, the people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were still in the thousand-year Spirit Beast gathering area.

"Dong'er, looks like we can take a break and watch the tigers fight from the mountain!"

"Why?"

Bibi Dong was momentarily stunned, but she soon heard the sounds of battle in the distance as well.

She immediately understood the situation, and a teasing look appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"You're really bad. That's terribly unscrupulous, but I like it."

"Uh..." Wang Jingyu's lips twitched. Was this girl confessing to him?

The two restrained their auras as much as possible and rushed toward the battle ahead.

Though they had concealed their auras, they were still as clear as the bright moon in the eyes of the Nine Venomous Yin Phosphorus Python.

At most, they could barely hide from those human experts.

The two held their breath and stealthily approached the site of the battle.

They found that it was indeed the team led by Yu Luomian. At that moment, he was pummeling an eight-thousand-three-hundred-year Sub-Dragon Spirit Beast.

The younger clan members watched him with admiration, completely unaware that strangers had approached.

After Yu Luomian beat the Sub-Dragon Spirit Beast into severe injury, he said to his nephew,

"Alright, Xiaolong. The rest is up to you."

"Yes, thank you, Second Uncle."

Yu Xiaolong nodded, released his martial spirit, and his right hand immediately turned into a dragon claw. He directly sent the Spirit Beast to its death.

Yu Luomian sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere and bellowed sternly.

"Everyone, prepare for battle! A Spirit Beast with cultivation close to twenty thousand years is approaching!"