As the male serpent closed in, Song Wen's expression turned grave.
The male serpent had appeared, but the female serpent was nowhere to be seen.
Either the female serpent was lurking within the clouds, waiting to deliver a fatal blow, or she had chased after the Shi Family members and rushed out of the secret realm.
If it was the former, Song Wen had to be exceedingly cautious.
If it was the latter, then the male serpent before him was nothing to fear—the male serpent had already suffered grievous wounds and was in terrible condition, with perhaps only twenty or thirty percent of its strength remaining.
In the blink of an eye, Song Wen had made his decision.
He immediately summoned the Mountain-Crushing Mace, which expanded to a hundred zhang in length like a colossal pillar holding up the heavens, and smashed it heavily toward the male serpent.
Yet he himself had no intention of prolonging the fight and rapidly retreated.
The male serpent raised its left foreclaw and struck at the massive mace.
After a thunderous boom, the mace rapidly shrank and was hurled far away.
Although the male serpent was unharmed, its body abruptly lurched to a halt before it could shed the tremendous force carried by the Mountain-Crushing Mace.
In truth, Song Wen had not driven the mace with his full strength at all.
That alone showed how greatly the male serpent's strength had declined. It was no longer in its former, unstoppable state.
Unaware that Song Wen had held back, the male serpent flicked its tail and once more pursued him.
As man and serpent fled and chased, they swiftly traveled a hundred or two hundred thousand li, leaving the region shrouded by gray clouds.
Song Wen's gaze swept past the male serpent toward the space