"Hiss, hiss!"
The Great Python spat out its tongue, its eyes filled with murderous intent as it glared at Mu Jinyu and his companions, seemingly furious that they had disturbed its deep slumber!
Mu Jinyu stood below it, feeling an immense pressure bearing down on him.
What a massive snake indeed, no, it was no longer appropriate to even call it a snake.
From the two small bulges protruding slightly on top of its head, it seemed that it was about to grow horns.
The Charming Daoist Nun had indeed not lied to him, this was a thousand-year-old Great Python that was about to transform into a Flood Dragon.
At this moment, Mu Jinyu began to understand why the people from Withered Tree Quest for Spring hadn't been able to take the Spring of Life for so many days, and had left only a few minor guards behind.
This monster had practically become a demon incarnate, clearly not something an ordinary Martial Arts Grandmaster could deal with.