The Nine-Headed Python King was a divine beast at the peak of the Mid-Level Deity Stage, and its offensive power was quite great. The power of the Explosive Fireballs cast by it was higher than the one cast by Blazing Fire Elves by several tens folds, and its Wind Blades were more powerful than the ones cast by Elder Brent by more than fivefold.
It possessed great power, and even though Yang Ling's Ground Protection had great defensive power, it still couldn't withstand the intensive magical attacks that rained on it, and it was quickly shattered. But, it was fortunate that the crazy Nine-Headed Python King was already lured into the Blood Angels' ambush.
"Ophelia, attack!" Yang Ling dodged a giant Icicle that shot at him like a missile before he started weaving Wizard Seals. He teleported into the Great Wizard Altar and sat cross-legged on it.