The Soul-devouring Blood Python, seeing that its strike was futile, raised its head and opened its blood-red mouth, inhaling the air.
In an instant, Lin Zifeng, who was in mid-air, felt the surrounding air being sucked in by the Soul-devouring Blood Python, and his body uncontrollably flew towards that gaping mouth.
"How is this possible! The speed of this creature is insanely fast!"
When Lin Zifeng had attacked the White Sky Venerable earlier, he did not retract the Space Gravity. With the addition of the Primordial Battle Banner, the gravity intensified a few more times, yet the speed of the Soul-devouring Blood Python seemed unaffected. If Lin Zifeng had been even a fraction slower, he would have ended up like those towering trees reduced to countless wood shards!
