Chapter 893: Chapter 893
With incantations whispered from his lips, Li Xuanfeng held his three-foot long sword high in the air, but never really let it fall.
Zi Feng and Deng Chong exchanged puzzled glances.
In this group, Li Xuanfeng was the strongest. With him, they were much safer traversing the chaotic gray mist.
Otherwise, feeling utterly powerless against the chaotic giant snake, they might have already fled, slick as a greased weasel, rather than bothering to persuade Li Xuanfeng to leave with them.
At this moment, Li Xuanfeng was silently suffering.
After all, his incantations during the sword preparation did not actually enhance its power but were purely an act to appear impressive.
Unfortunately, he had somewhat overestimated himself in this situation.
Having been swept away by the chaotic giant snake’s tail, now looking like a bloody figure, his injuries were quite severe.
With his greatly diminished strength, he didn’t have enough power left to strike with his strongest sword technique.
His face red and neck thick, he was squeezing every drop of strength he had.
Sadly, no matter how hard he tried, striking his strongest blow remained out of reach.
With the three-foot long sword still raised in his hand, Li Xuanfeng was caught in a dilemma.
He couldn’t possibly admit to Zi Feng and the others that his body was too weak and he couldn’t manage the strike!
As a Quasi-Saint Strong, the number one War God of the War God Palace, Li Xuanfeng had always been incredibly proud, considering his dignity more important than his life.
The only thing that comforted him was the chaotic giant snake rolling on the ground as if in great pain, instead of taking advantage to attack him!
Otherwise, in such circumstances, he would either have to risk his life and face it head-on or run away shamelessly!
"Fellow Taoists, this strike of mine is the Supreme Sword Curse technique!"
"The beast is wounded by my sword curse, enduring great harm now."
"I estimate, in no more than a stick of incense, it may succumb to my sword curse. During this period, I ask you fellow Taoists to protect me!"
The distant giant snake appeared somewhat hysterical, looking visibly abnormal.
Upon careful sensing, Li Xuanfeng noticed the snake’s aura had drastically diminished and continued to weaken, illuminating him with realization.
Though he didn’t know the reason behind the snake’s condition, it gave him a passable excuse for his actions.
"The Supreme Sword Curse technique? Such a significant trump card, Taoist Friend Li, you kept us in the dark, causing us to worry for nothing."
"No wonder you were unwilling to retreat, determined to battle the snake to the end, you were confident in handling the beast."
"Look closely, the chaotic giant snake’s rolling has slowed greatly, and its eyes appear unfocused!"
"This formerly invincible snake, with its unbreakable scales, now looks near death; Taoist Friend Li’s sword curse technique is truly sharp!"
"Judging by this technique’s display, calling it the number one Divine Skill beneath Primordial Chaos might not be an exaggeration!"
Earlier, with no hope of victory in sight, Zi Feng and Deng Chong only sought to persuade Li Xuanfeng to escape.
Apart from checking a safe distance was maintained with the snake, they paid little attention.
Now, alerted by Li Xuanfeng, Zi Feng and Deng Chong noticed the snake’s anomaly.
The once intimidating chaotic giant snake now seemed lifeless, prompting them to credit Li Xuanfeng.
Feeling calmer, they looked at Li Xuanfeng with admiration.
They wouldn’t forget to praise him, praising him well might earn them a bigger share of the snake’s valuable materials after all.
Among them, the Quasi-Saint Strong Zi Feng was more reserved.
Deng Chong and the other Daluo Golden Immortal, however, flattered effusively like an endless river.
Li Xuanfeng slowly sheathed the three-foot long sword he held aloft.
He neither confirmed nor denied Deng Chong and the others’ flattery, merely smiling mysteriously.
The not-so-distant giant snake thrashed around for a while before collapsing in the chaotic gray mist, seemingly lifeless.
Its once-glowing eyes dimmed, barely holding any spark.
"Taoist Friend Li, the terrifying power of the Supreme Sword Curse must be taxing on you, leaving you exhausted!"
"Rest for now, leave the task of slicing the snake and collecting materials to us."
"It’s just a pity about Taoist Friend Chen, swallowed by the snake for so long, we hope something remains of him for a memorial."
"That way, when we return to the Primordial world, we can erect a cenotaph in his honor!"
Confident the snake posed no further threat, Deng Chong’s eyes gleamed cleverly. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝓷𝓮𝓽
Calling out to Li Xuanfeng, with no objection received, he pulled out a short knife and led the way to the snake.
Just then, a dazzling golden light burst from a point on the snake’s abdomen lying on the ground.
In the next moment, with a ’tear’, the snake’s skin and scales were forcibly cut open, revealing a huge gaping wound several feet wide.
With the Heaven and Earth Exquisite Mysterious Yellow Tower on his head and wielding a large pair of scissors, Chen Hai stepped out with a bright smile.
"You...Taoist Friend Chen..." caught off guard, Deng Chong stopped in his tracks.
Startled, he recognized Chen Hai and exclaimed.
"Ah, it’s Taoist Friend Deng!"
"I thought you had already left, but here you are, waiting for me!"
"With your sincerity, Chen won’t let you go unrewarded."
"This chaotic giant snake I slew has value; after dividing the materials, everyone shall receive a share!"
Chen Hai beamed, sweeping his gaze over the nearby Li Xuanfeng and Deng Chong, extending an offer.
Utterly confused and unsure of Chen Hai’s words, their eyes turned to Li Xuanfeng.
Seeing Chen Hai emerge from the snake, Li Xuanfeng was equally dumbfounded.
Feeling the suspicious gazes upon him, his habitual pride now hung his head low.