All along, everyone had believed that the Snake Demon that had fled from Java was only at the Innate Peak, a Half-Step True Person at most.
A monster at that level was certainly formidable, but it was wounded. Surrounded by Innate Masters, it was bound to suffer. With True Persons and even Grandmasters secretly watching from above, it was doomed no matter how anyone looked at it. The only questions were who would find it and how it would die.
But Ma Yi's roar, thick with shock and fury, made one thing clear: it was stronger than the rumors said.
Much stronger!
Who was the True Person who had fought it earlier? How strong was he? No one knew yet. But even if Ma Yi, armed with a divine weapon, fell short of a Grandmaster's fighting strength, he stood near the very top among True Persons.
Even Pan Long would have to give ground against Ma Yi's relentless assaults, which struck like two True Persons taking turns, unless he revealed every last trump card.
Yet a powerhouse like Ma Yi had suffered a crushing setback!
"Who said that Snake Demon was only close to the True Person Realm, and wounded besides?" one True Person shouted. "They were completely wrong!"
"This isn't the time to discuss that!" another cried. "Everyone, hurry and help! Delay could spell disaster!"
Pan Long was already racing south.
Wind streamed around him, driving him faster and faster. Its shriek grew so sharp it sounded like a blade scraping metal. Had his cultivation been any weaker, the noise might have deafened him.
For a True Person flying at full speed, a hundred-odd miles took no longer than a couple of sips of water and a few words. Soon, Pan Long saw a column of black cloud rising