Indeed, just as Xiao Hua emerged from the ground in the distance, he did not dare hesitate in the slightest. He called to Xun Shu and the other two and fled like rats with their heads in their hands. Yet immediately afterward, a sweep of divine sense passed over them. All four stopped in midair at once, as though their Niwan Palaces had been pierced by sharp awls, the pain unbearable! Xiao Hua had it somewhat better. His divine sense was not within his own Niwan Palace, but in the Niwan Palace of the Buddha Sarira. A stream of golden light flowed over the Buddha Sarira, blocking much of the agony, but it still hurt Xiao Hua badly enough to make him drop more than a foot.
Qian Diheng and the other two were in even worse shape. Each fell three or four zhang or more, and all four were pale-faced, clearly having suffered severe damage to their divine sense.
No wonder Qian Diheng had howled. Still, none of the four dared linger at all. Each endured the piercing pain in their divine sense and urged their magic power onward. Only after flying several hundred li in one breath did Qian Diheng dare speak.
"Big Brother, do you think I wanted that?" Xiao Hua drew another deep breath and desperately circulated the Baye Linglong Scripture, trying to ease the pain in his divine sense. With a bitter smile, he said, "Your little brother only wanted to lure out a few more Green Pythons. Who would have thought I'd draw out three Green Pythons with Foundation Establishment cultivation?"
"Foundation Establishment cultivation?" Xun Shu's face was equally pale, though a few traces of blush mingled with that pallor, adding still more beauty to her lovely features. "That can't be possible, can it?