At the same time, his left hand suddenly pressed downward, the Qing python's gaping mouth snapped shut, and its massive head hammered into the ground, causing the earth to once again crack and break into smaller stones.
Tushan Yun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her already languid aura due to the five declines of Heavenly People had weakened to the extreme.
Feeling her life slipping away, overwhelming fear made her lose all composure. She pleaded, "Spare me, spare me, I will do anything! I have a past with a Human Clan Venerable. If you kill me, you will create karma! If you let me go, it will be an act of good fortune."
In the face of life and death, there is great terror; even a Demi Immortal couldn't escape it, let alone a Demon Saint like her.
Gu Wen remained silent, again gathering the residual form of the Immortal Sword and swung it without hesitation.
