As the massive python surged forward, its overwhelming spiritual energy pressure filled the air.
Formed entirely from Nethersoul Poison, it radiated a deadly aura.
Given the difference in cultivation levels, this attack alone could either severely injure everyone present or outright kill them.
Huang Bei struggled to stand, but the emerald poison coursing through his body sent sharp waves of pain through him.
Since Lin Feng's treatment was still incomplete, he himself hadn't been treated yet and so his body was weak—however even at full strength, he wouldn't have been able to stop this attack, let alone now.
Chen Mei's gaze swept the battlefield, her eyes narrowing as she saw Old Chen tending to Lin Feng while Huang Bei, despite his injuries, forced himself to stand up.
Rage flared within her as she laughed—a laughter filled with anger—before shouting, "Do you really not put me in your eyes, Chen Yang? Are you blind or just ignorant?!"
