Cultivation System: Stronger with Age

A man and a serpent battled fiercely for nearly one hundred breaths with no clear winner.

Although Lii Fenghan hammered the giant python hundreds of times, each blow denting its body, the Marsh Python would instantly recover. Meanwhile, Lii Fenghan, struck dozens of times by the giant python's tail, remained unscathed thanks to his full Exorcism Armor.

The many Martial Cultivators watching from behind were initially tense due to the Marsh Python's ferocity, but upon seeing Lii Fenghan's heroic and powerful performance, they sighed in admiration and finally felt relieved.

Among the hundreds of Martial Cultivators, someone loudly cheered, "Such a ferocious Hammer Technique, worthy of an expert ranked fourteenth on the Hero List!"

Someone else, with a fawning expression, shouted, "Truly a genius with the Dragon Ape Bloodline! Once you advance to the Late Stage of the fourth layer, you will surely become a mighty hero. Congratulations to Young Master Lii for slaying a Tier Three Demon!"

Those under Lii Fenghan's command wore proud expressions, feeling quite smug.

In the crowd, only the members of the Yin Talisman Sect, including Zhao Yufei, frowned heavily.

As man and serpent fought fiercely, Lin Xuankong observed carefully for a while, suddenly sensing something, and frowned.

He looked up at the sky and whispered, "Something's going to happen!"

"What's going to happen?" Lin Jiao asked.

Following Lin Xuankong's gaze, he looked up at the sky.

Then, he felt a raindrop on his face, and his expression changed drastically. "Crap! Big trouble is coming!"

Lin Xuankong suddenly gripped the Iron Rod in his hand tightly, frowning and intending to head toward the stone house, but Hu Shuo grabbed him. "It's raining, big trouble is coming! Steward Lin, don't wander off! Stay with Steward Zhao and Steward Xua!"

At that moment, raindrops started to fall steadily.

Lii Fenghan, in the midst of the battle, felt the raindrops on his body. His eyes widened instantly, a look of horror appearing on his face. He no longer dared to attack the Marsh Python and quickly retreated, but it was too late!

The moment the raindrops fell on the Tier Three Marsh Python, its body suddenly swelled to two to three times its original size, becoming as thick as a stone roller and sixty to seventy feet long. Simultaneously, its neck pulsed, and two bizarre, gigantic heads emerged.

One head resembled a human's but had a flat face with no eyes, nose, or ears—only a gigantic mouth filled with hundreds of sharp fangs, constantly roaring.

The other head was somewhat like a sheep's, long-faced with horns, similarly lacking eyes, nose, or ears, possessing only a fanged mouth!

The giant python's lantern-like eyes locked onto the retreating Lii Fenghan. Its enormous body twisted, catching up to him with a speed several times faster than before. All three heads aimed their gigantic mouths at Lii Fenghan, and an immensely powerful suction immediately enveloped him!

Lii Fenghan's retreating body was instantly held in place by the suction. Although he wore the Exorcism Armor and his body was unharmed, his exposed eyes and mouth couldn't withstand the terrifying Demonic Power suction. Within one-fifth of a breath, his thick Qi Blood turned into a blood mist, drained completely dry!

The Battle Armor, losing the support of his Qi Blood, instantly reverted to the Profound Iron Hammer.

His body began to tremble violently; his flesh and organs shattered into pieces, sucked into the giant python's mouths. Only a skeleton, along with the Profound Iron Hammer, remained, plummeting into the ten-thousand-foot deep abyss!

In the next moment, the Tier Three giant python glanced at the Martial Cultivators on the mountaintop. Its vertical pupils widened slightly as it twisted forward, covering thousands of feet in a blink and nearing the summit.

Behind it, countless other Marsh Pythons, also enormously enlarged, twisted rapidly along the iron chains!

This scene unfolded too quickly. The many Martial Cultivators, who were just laughing and cheering moments ago, were caught off guard by the sudden, disastrous turn in the battle.

Their expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly retreated. But at this moment, surrounded by ten-thousand-foot cliffs on the mountaintop platform, where could they retreat? If the giant python rushed onto the platform, how could they possibly survive?

"Damn it! A bunch of useless fools!"

San Gu glanced at the retreating Martial Cultivators, wiped the rain from his face, and cursed at them. Then, all six of his eyes turned to the charging Tier Three giant python, a profound look of dread appearing on his face.

Gritting his teeth, his six arms shook, the weapons on them transforming into Exorcism Armor. He then marched toward the Chain Bridge, followed by the four-armed Martial Cultivators and six long-armed Martial Cultivators, their faces filled with grief and indignation.

But against the Tier Three Marsh Python, whose power had massively increased, it was an extremely tough fight even for these four-armed and long-armed Martial Cultivators, who were far more powerful than ordinary Tier Threes.

Were it not for San Gu's six powerful weapons and his relentless, dense attacks preventing the giant python's three heads from using their Absorption of Qi and Blood, someone might have already met Lii Fenghan's fate in an instant!

In the rain, these dozen or so people surrounded the giant python, continually attacking.

Their weapons smashed against the serpent's body, creating resounding THUMPS.

Large waves of air ripples spread out, turning countless raindrops in the vicinity into mist!

After a dozen or so breaths, one long-armed Martial Cultivator failed to dodge in time. Struck in the head by the giant python, he was instantly flung off the Chain Bridge, plummeting into the ten-thousand-foot deep abyss below!

The six-eyed San Gu, seeing this, launched a rapid and fierce attack on the python's heads with his six weapons, but his expression grew increasingly grim.

Amidst the attacks, he occasionally glanced at the sky with two or three eyes. He knew that while they could suppress the Tier Three giant python for now, there was no way to kill it. Their only hope for victory was for this rain to stop quickly!

Suddenly, on the mountaintop platform, a Martial Cultivator let out an extremely shocked shout, "Damn, what's that?"