"Boom..."
After the deafening blast, sky‑piercing sparks flared up again. With his keen eyesight, Lin Zifeng noticed that several cracks had actually appeared on the dark brown scales atop the Soul-devouring Demon Python's head. Not obvious, but enough to make its massive body stagger violently.
And right then, Lin Zifeng had no time to be pleased, because behind him the killing aura of White Sky Venerable was surging as he hurled a violet light sphere straight at Lin Zifeng's back!
"Wom..."
On White Sky Venerable's withered palm, the dazzling violet radiance made every groove and scar on his hand look hideously twisted. Wherever the purple light passed, even the air behind Lin Zifeng warped into a distorted mass!
"What terrifying Elemental Power… could this old bastard be a Saint Peak expert?!"
While Lin Zifeng was inwardly shocked, his body twisted aside in haste. If that palm landed solidly, his heart might well be shaken to dust!
