501: Chapter 500: Kill the Forest Python 501: Chapter 500: Kill the Forest Python With this thought in mind, Ning Fan no longer hesitated.
As the monstrous python continued trying to bite Ning Fan to death with its mouth, Ning Fan suddenly released his hands.
The monstrous python was momentarily unable to react, but it assumed Ning Fan had simply run out of energy to resist.
It bowed its head again and placed almost half of Ning Fan’s body into its mouth.
And because it made this move to devour Ning Fan, it slightly loosened its hold on his body.
A surge of joy filled Ning Fan’s heart, thinking that it was indeed so, and if that was the case…
Ning Fan’s body suddenly jerked, almost slipping free, and he was confident in his ability to escape.
But it seemed Ning Fan didn’t intend to slip away; he thrust his body forward again, burrowing a bit more into the monstrous python’s gaping maw, and then he struck out fiercely with a punch, hitting hard into the tender flesh inside the python’s mouth.
The punch didn’t seem very powerful, but it should be noted that Ning Fan had actually utilized True Qi.
With that punch, the True Qi flooded through the tender flesh, beginning to course rapidly.
Ning Fan held nothing back, nearly pouring out his True Qi without stint.
This time the monstrous python finally felt intense pain, akin to accidentally swallowing a nail while eating.
Your instinctual reaction would certainly not be to swallow it, but to spit it out first.
That’s exactly what Ning Fan experienced, as the monstrous python violently shook its body, flinging Ning Fan out forcefully.
Meanwhile, the python began to roll on the spot in agony.
Ning Fan struggled to rise from the ground.
The force with which the monstrous python had thrown him was great, and Ning Fan felt his body was even closer to falling apart.
He didn’t rush to leave but stood there with an impassive look, watching the monstrous python roll around.
Within seconds, the monstrous python settled down, seemingly as the pain had subsided.
It looked at Ning Fan again with glowing red eyes, filled with overwhelming hatred.
Yet Ning Fan was not in a hurry, strolling toward the monstrous python while chuckling, “Do you know?
It’s truly difficult for you to have grown to such a realm, but unfortunately, you shouldn’t have troubled me.
I’ll let you know how utterly foolish it was to choose to attack me in the first place.”
Ning Fan was far from anxious.
The True Qi had fully infiltrated the monstrous python’s body.
Now he could easily manipulate the True Qi, but inside the monstrous python’s body, could it still have such strong defenses?
Of course not!
The monstrous python had undergone mutations and possessed some basic intelligence, but that was all, it had no idea of the predicament it was in.
Feeling its pain diminish, it planned to devour Ning Fan again.
Ning Fan had dared to hurt it so grievously, and even if it was satiated, it would make room to cram Ning Fan inside.
Ning Fan stood still, waiting.
As he watched the monstrous python charging at him again, he sighed deeply, it seemed the monstrous python was still not giving up.
“If that’s the case, then don’t blame me,” Ning Fan sighed, shaking his head.
He stretched out one hand toward the beast and shouted, “Explode!”
With a crack, the slithering body of the monstrous python abruptly halted as if a Binding Technique had been applied, and then a series of explosions resounded from within its body.
Even so, the explosions still did not damage the monstrous python’s body; its skin was intact and uninjured.
But its flesh inside had been almost entirely eradicated.
The burst of True Qi, comparable to the power of a bomb, directly minced the flesh and organs inside the monstrous python into a mush.
The red glow in the Serpent’s eyes slowly disappeared.
Its massive body then crashed to the ground with a thunderous sound, remaining utterly still, with only the lingering force of its True Qi causing its skin to slightly bulge.
But before long, that too subsided.
Ning Fan gazed at the enormous corpse of the Serpent, taking a long breath of relief; he had finally dealt with this creature.
The situation just now had been incredibly perilous.
If Ning Fan hadn’t come up with a solution in the nick of time, he might very well be lying dead.
Even so, with the Serpent dead, Ning Fan’s True Qi was nearly depleted.
Now, even if the members of the Skull Guild were to attack him, Ning Fan might not have much strength to resist.
Without further ado, he sat down cross-legged next to the Serpent’s body and began to recuperate.
With the Serpent dead but its presence still lingering, the fierce beasts of the Primeval Forest, like tigers and leopards, didn’t dare to come near this spot, providing Ning Fan with a relatively safe environment.
As for the members of the Skull Guild, they would probably choose to be on high alert and not send anyone out.
So, Ning Fan began his long recovery, his True Qi completely exhausted.
By dusk, as the sky gradually darkened, Ning Fan had recovered about eighty percent of his capabilities.
At this rate, another two hours of meditation would see him restored to his peak.
Ning Fan planned to press on and return to his peak condition before doing anything else.
But just then, a certain sensation and feeling suddenly transmitted to Ning Fan’s heart.
The sixth sense of a Martial Artist can sometimes be incredibly powerful, and Ning Fan had always trusted his instincts, for it was this sense that had saved him from the brink of death countless times.
He decisively stopped cultivating and opened his eyes to look around.
That look sent Ning Fan’s heart, which had just settled, racing again.
The night had grown darker, and a pair of crimson eyes, like two bright lanterns, shone wickedly, fixedly staring at Ning Fan.
The sight of that enormous head immediately reminded Ning Fan of the Serpent lying next to him.
Yet, that Serpent still lay there, dead beyond doubt.
What about this one, then?
Ning Fan could still make out the dark form that seemed to blend into the night itself.
With a body thicker than a bucket and over thirty meters long, the glare from its eyes was enough to make even Ning Fan feel a twinge of terror.
Another Serpent, and even more ferocious than the last one!
“Fuck me, you’ve got to be kidding,” Ning Fan muttered, teary-eyed and trembling, not daring to move an inch from his spot.
The dark, colossal Serpent eyed Ning Fan intensely for a few seconds, then started to move slowly towards the body of its counterpart that Ning Fan had slain earlier.
It seemed to be sniffing for the scent of its fellow Serpent, only to be met with disappointment.
Seconds later, the Serpent abruptly raised its head to look at Ning Fan, its crimson eyes flashing with intense, blazing hatred!