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Gazing at the Black Poison Python Group not far away deep in slumber, Ge Chen felt a surge of excitement.

At that moment, a flash of joy passed through Zhao Sheng's eyes as he sensed that the concentration of spiritual energy nearby was abnormally high.

"Could there be a spirit vein nearby?"

In fact, not only did Zhao Sheng sense it, but the others quickly became aware of it as well.

All four were cunning old foxes, so they kept their cool outwardly while each privately devised their own plans.

"Retreat!"

After transmitting another round of divine sense messages, everyone silently retreated a good distance away.

In a recessed hollow under the sea, the four of them formed a circle.

"This group of Black Poison Pythons is in deep sleep. Taoist friends, would you be willing to follow my commands?" asked Ge Chen with a serious expression, speaking through divine sense transmission.

"Agreed!"

"Daoist Ge, please lead the way!"

Meng Quyi and Fang Weishan also transmitted their agreement through divine sense, while Zhao Sheng silently nodded in agreement.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the four according to plan, split up and submerged to different depths of the sea.

Under the sea, once Ge Chen estimated that the others were in position, he carefully took out a dragon-eye-sized blood-red elixir pill.

The pill emitted a strong smell of blood, mixed with the bitter scent of almonds.

Ge Chen crushed the blood-red pill in one go and swiftly swam upwards, leaving behind a cloud of elixir powder in his wake.

As the powder spread and mixed with the seawater, an intensely strong smell of blood suddenly diffused, ten times stronger than before.

Not far away, the Black Poison Python Group, originally in deep slumber, caught a whiff of the blood scent, immediately becoming violently agitated, and the snakes frenziedly writhed around.

Unable to resist the temptation, a Black Poison Python, about seventy to eighty feet long, abruptly lunged at the source of the blood scent. The rest of the group, like a pot boiling over, crazily surged towards it.

When they reached the spot where Ge Chen had released the elixir powder, they were so excited they had gone mad, relentlessly chasing the scent upwards.

At the same time, Zhao Sheng, Fang Weishan, and Meng Quyi also crushed their blood pills without hesitation and swam toward the sea surface, just as Ge Chen had done.

By now, a bloody path had formed in the water, leading directly to the sea surface, with the Black Poison Python Group swiftly swimming against the current. Read latest stories on My Virtual Library Empire

Moments later, Fang Weishan was the first to break through the sea surface and flew onto the flying boat to wait for the others to return.

Soon after, Zhao Sheng and Meng Quyi emerged from the sea surface almost simultaneously and joined Fang Weishan.

Shortly afterwards, Ge Chen erupted with excitement from undersea and soared up.

All four reunited on the flying boat and looked down at the sea surface.

Within a few breaths, a dark shadow suddenly appeared on the sea, quickly expanding until it covered a large area.

Bang!

First, a Black Poison Python leaped three to four feet above the sea surface, followed by a fervor on the sea like boiling water as group after group of Black Poison Pythons scrambled out of the sea surface.

In that instant, continuous bangs filled the air, and the sea became occupied by a vast ensemble of pythons, churning up countless fine white foam.

Looking at the overly excited Black Poison Pythons below, which were hissing and scrambling in all directions, Ge Chen's expression darkened, realizing that the most important prey, the Poison Dragon Python, had not appeared.

Logically, the Dragon Blood Pill should have been enough to drive these beasts into a frenzy. Not even the king of the Black Poison Pythons should have been an exception!

The others also noticed the anomaly and Meng Quyi couldn't help asking, "Daoist Ge, if that beast doesn't show itself, what should we do?"

"Kill!"

Ge Chen's face was gloomy, and after he viciously spat out the word "kill," a Water Blue Pill had appeared in his hand without anyone noticing.

Upon release, the Water Blue Pills fell rapidly. The moment they touched the seawater, vast blue ripples spread out, and the sea water abruptly turned into frost-white ice, one sheet after another.

Instantly, more than twenty Black Poison Pythons were enveloped by the icy light, their bodies quickly encased in thick ice and, to everyone's surprise, frozen dead on the spot.

Seeing this, Fang Weishan immediately swung the Spiritual Artifact Hundred Spirit Fan in his hand repeatedly.

With every wave, a gull the size of a man flew out from the fan.

In just a couple of breaths, seven or eight Black Poison Pythons were snatched up by the gull, lifted high into the sky, and then violently hurled to their deaths.

In comparison, Meng Quyi's tactics were much simpler.

He tossed out several talismans, which transformed in an instant into hundreds of golden, handleless blades, raining down swiftly and killing or injuring a group of Black Poison Pythons on the spot.

On the other side, Zhao Sheng was calm as still water, his sleeve shaking once, a golden light suddenly shot into the undersea depths.

Even though he was only wielding a single Golden Essence Flying Sword, Zhao Sheng's achievements were no less impressive than the others.'

The golden light darted through the water, swift as a meteor. Every flash of golden light was followed by the sight of a Black Poison Python with a gaping hole in its head.

In just a few breaths, more than a dozen Black Poison Pythons met their demise under his sword.

After witnessing this, both Ge Chen and Fang Weishan couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on their faces.

They had not expected Taoist Zhao to be a Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator.

In a mere moment, Zhao Sheng and the others had decimated dozens of Black Poison Pythons with their thunderous techniques.

"Roar!"

The group's sudden attack finally enraged the frenzied group of Black Poison Pythons.

After a muffled roar, the Black Poison Python Group, as if obeying a command, opened their maws wide and violently spewed out billows of black poison fog.

In an instant, a vast cloud of black poisonous haze shrouded the nearby sea surface, temporarily obstructing Zhao Sheng and the others' line of sight.

At that moment, the seawater where the Black Poison Pythons were located began to boil tumultuously,

and an enormous serpent over sixty feet long suddenly surged up from beneath the sea surface.

Next to it, four Second Order Black Poison Pythons, slightly smaller in size—about forty feet long—appeared as escorts to their king, sticking their heads out menacingly, eyes gleaming fiercely as they fixed their gaze on the Flying Boat above.

"Damn! The poison fog blocks Divine Sense." Meng Quyi's face changed color slightly as he let out a low cry.

"No choice, we'll have to act opportunistically. That beast should be showing up now. The Poison Dragon Python is mine and Brother Meng's to handle. Taoist Zhao and Daoist Fang, please take action to temporarily block those four Second Order Black Poison Pythons." Without hesitation, Ge Chen spoke upon seeing the situation.

First Rank Black Poison Pythons can't fly, so they're not worrisome, but once a Black Poison Python breaks through to the Second Order, it can take to the sky for short periods.

"Don't worry! Leave it to us!" Fang Weishan immediately responded, and Zhao Sheng also nodded, with no objections.

Roar!

At that moment, an extremely angry roar suddenly emitted from below the poison fog. Then, with the fog surging violently, the immense Poison Dragon Python, along with its four guardians, burst through the fog and presented themselves before the four.

It was the first time Zhao Sheng saw the true form of this king of the Black Poison Pythons.

Its body was over sixty feet long, its girth larger than a water vat, and its dark, shiny, diamond-shaped Scale Armor layered like an impenetrable fortress, seeming to stretch from the nape of its neck densely all the way down to the tail, resembling a terrifying armored behemoth.

The wide and flat head was the most conspicuous and frightening feature. The originally black head of the Poison Dragon Python had transformed entirely into crimson, with a seven-foot-long, spiral-patterned black Dragon Horn proudly standing in the center, its surface covered in a layer of black light. As it shimmered, it cast mysterious Light Halos, exuding an otherworldly and mystical aura.