Sensing something wrong, Huo Yuhao and the other two immediately reacted. They rose to their feet and warily watched the wildly shaking bushes in the distance.
A sickly sweet, bloody scent filled the air. Judging by Tang San's years of experience, something venomous was approaching.
"Get back!"
Tang San shouted, and Huo Yuhao and Yu Xiaogang retreated at once. Yu Xiaogang immediately released his Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, placing him in front of himself as a shield.
The moment he saw what had come, his heart finally sank into despair.
It was actually a four-hundred-year-old Mandala Snake. A venomous snake like this was far beyond his ability to handle.
"Little San, Tang Yuhao, run! This is a four-hundred-year-old Mandala Snake. It's extremely venomous and incredibly fast. I'm afraid our chances of surviving today are slim."
With that, he immediately took some white radishes from his Storage Soul Tool and fed them to Luo Sanpao.
"Fart like thunder, Earth-Shattering Luo Sanpao!"
Although he knew his chances of escape were bleak, he still wanted to try. After all, who wanted to die? No one wanted to die. He wanted to live.
Luo Sanpao had no powerful offensive abilities and could only disrupt enemies by farting.
The Mandala Snake was clearly ravenous. Flicking its long tongue, it lunged at Yu Xiaogang.
Soul Masters hunted Soul Beasts, but Soul Beasts were also extremely sensitive to the presence of talented Soul Masters. The higher the quality of a Martial Soul, the more readily it attracted a Soul Beast's attention.
That was why a Mandala Snake had appeared in this area, where a four-hundred-year-old Mandala Snake should never have been found.
It had been drawn here entirely by Huo Yuhao and Tang San's presence. Yu Xiaogang had simply been unlucky.
"Fart like thunder, Earth-Shattering Luo Sanpao!"