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Chapter 977 - Chapter 977 Chapter 616 Still Need to Ask Next Time_2

Chapter 977: Chapter 616: Still Need to Ask Next Time_2 Chapter 977: Chapter 616: Still Need to Ask Next Time_2 The woman’s eyes slightly lowered, quickly regaining composure after a moment of astonishment.

In her view, Little Black must possess some incredible natural treasure for protection; otherwise, how could he have blocked that strike?!

Even though it was just a casual strike from her, it was not something lower beings could contend with; the fierce wind would have directly extinguished the Fire of Yuan Spirit.

The woman’s gaze turned cold, and she stepped into the air, refusing to believe, and struck again.

“Clang!”

“Clang!”

“Clang!”

Between heaven and earth, an enormous invisible python shadow suddenly appeared,

spanning from the heavens to the underground, covering the sky as if a celestial spear, filled with unimaginable Power of Destruction. The void roared, with countless glimmers falling down.

In the distance, the sky, as if bleeding, was forcibly torn apart, transforming into scattered clouds that quickly vanished from the horizon,

and the sky turned completely dark as ink, so dark one could not see their own fingers.

All this was forcefully done by the woman.

The Python Mother was truly enraged.

No longer holding anything back.

In her view, this ant not only continually provoked her but even dared to think of dominating her alongside that damned Red Python,

One unsuccessful strike had already cost her some face, letting him capitalize on the possession of the Secret Treasure any further would be a double humiliation.

Sensing the atmosphere around tensing suddenly.

Little Black’s pupils instantly contracted, suddenly feeling that he might have been too careless.

This Python Mother, when not angered, was manageable, but once truly infuriated, she proved to be unexpectedly powerful.

Even after being suppressed here for such a long time, she still possessed strength comparable to an ordinary Immortal King. With his shorter duration in cultivation, he was not really her match,

Initially observing from afar, he didn’t feel it, but now facing her directly, the oppressive force became very clear.

If it came down to fighting until their eyes bled, he seemed… possibly not her match…

The opponent, although imprisoned for such a long time, was still so fierce.

It was indeed the Python Mother.

Among the Python Clan, Python Mothers generally tended to be more ferocious than the males.

But now, the situation was like an arrow on the bowstring, unable to not be shot.

Even if he felt outmatched, he had to toughen up and face the challenge.

Little Black’s expression turned serious, his body enveloped in a mist of light, reverting from human form to his original body, and fought in his true form.

The human form was mainly for ease of movement in the outside world.

Among the Ten Thousand Clans, although the Human Race was inherently the weakest in physique, they were the most numerous, beyond comparison even with other clans mustering all their strength and going at it with full force.

The Human Race alone almost equated to the combined populations of all the other clans.

Beyond that, the artistic achievements and the development level of nations were highest among the Human Race.

Those magnificent palaces, great cities, exquisite Jade Towers, and all kinds of fancy titles, systems, institutions, etc., all originated from the Human Race.

While other clans were still consuming raw meat and sleeping outdoors, the cream of the crop among the Human Race had already invented various dishes and delicacies that other clans couldn’t even remember.

Human city-states were usually bustling with activities, with doors not shut at night, and well-lit even deep into the night…

That’s why, aside from the Human Race, other clans, upon reaching a certain level, preferred to appear in the world in human form, with very few unwilling to adapt.

However, if it came to a clash, being in their original form was still more akin to second nature.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss…”

In an instant, the sky was filled with a mist of snake bodies rolling like crushing dark clouds coming their way.

Little Black raised his snake head high, focusing his entire attention on the adversary.

Having stayed in the village for too long, with his master there, even the Supreme Giants would have to act politely upon seeing him, even lowering their generational status to call him brother or Daoist friend.

Once out, however, he hadn’t adjusted to his independent status for a moment and severely underestimated his adversaries.

But…

Even if comparable to an ordinary Immortal King, how could it matter?

Little Black’s life had never been weaker than anyone else’s.

Not to mention, he still had the life-saving means given to him by his master; how could he not give it a try?!

Who chickens out is a loser?!

“After all this time… it turns out you’re also from the Python Clan.”

The woman’s gaze slightly hardened, her voice laced with a hint of surprise.

At first glance, she hadn’t realized it…

She didn’t know what methods were used, but the ability to entirely conceal one’s aura was remarkable.

The woman was slender, her round thighs straight and full, glistening like two jade stones glowing in the dark.

At that moment, a breeze caressed her face, blowing her long skirt about, and vast expanses of pure white skin seemed to peek through…

Little Black’s face turned beet red the moment it caught a glimpse of that endlessly suggestive scene,

but transformed into its true form, its entire body was pitch black and rough, similar to a lump of coal, showing no noticeable change.

“No, you’re also a Netherworld Emperor Python… and your bloodline is even purer than mine… how is this possible…”

Yet in the next instant, the expression on the woman’s face changed again.

Originally somewhat stunned, her cold, absolutely gorgeous face seemed to be coated with a thick layer of shock that wouldn’t dissipate.

The woman clenched her teeth while her normally deep and profound eyes were now wide open, as shocked as they were enormous.

For how many years, she could no longer remember how many years it had been…

She only knew that the ages were as long as the rivers, endless and unknowable, only aware that since the birth of her consciousness, from the snake python crawling through the wild, she had climbed to a broader world, climbed to heights unimaginable to the Ten Thousand Clans, to an existence that could make the myriad realms tremble with a single word, but in all this time, she had never encountered any of her own kind from the same bloodline.

Before this, that Vermilion Giant Python might have been somewhat related.

But that was the kind of relationship where no clear connection could be found…

Yet here was this giant shadow, larger than herself and belonging to the same clan.

In reality, this shouldn’t have been so staggering.

After all, the world is vast; although she seemed to have reached the pinnacle, overseeing all living beings,

in reality, she was just one of the numerous beings struggling and seeking within the Great Taoist.

Although she hadn’t encountered any of her clan all this way, it didn’t mean there weren’t other Netherworld Emperor Pythons in the world.

However,

however,

she was the direct descendant of the ancestor of the Netherworld Emperor Python clan, with the blood of the Python Emperor flowing in her veins. Under the heavens, who could possess a purer bloodline than hers? It would overturn the natural order.

To return to an ancestor’s bloodline purer than the ancestor himself?

Yet now, the opponent’s bloodline was even purer than hers…

During the woman’s moment of distraction, Little Black had already charged out.

Its body was immense, even a bit larger than the mother python, its dark scale armor resembling armor worn on the body; it even withstood the world’s imposing pressure and charged, trembling together with the python phantom.

“No wonder you call yourself the Python Emperor, this Fellow Daoist is a Python who has attained the Dao. However, I was so foolish, I didn’t realize at first, and even thought you were from the Human Race…”

“Since ancient times, except for the Human Race, other clans, after transforming into human form, always retain some traces on their bodies. These traces vary; some retain parts of their former selves, but some are not obvious, their physical bodies having completely shed mundane impurities, and if there are some Spiritual Treasures shading them, it’s normal for us not to feel it.”

Below,

this definitely ranks as the most challenging battle it had ever faced, by a long shot.

Eventually, every single scale armor of Little Black was shattered, revealing the pale flesh underneath.

After returning to Liu Village, Little Black transformed back into its dashing young man form and immediately went to the back mountain to find Jiang Hui.

Given its status, it naturally did not need to ask Old Man Lin for permission to visit the mountain, it could do so anytime.

At the mountaintop, lush and bursting with vitality, the area was filled with thick mist and vibrant life, quite exaggerated, all harboring the rare vitality one could hardly find in this age.

The combination of the Advanced Spirit Gathering Array and the nourishing spirit force of the World Tree, fortified by many years of accumulation and sediments, had completely transformed this area closest to the two major spirit methods.

Ordinary beings need not even cultivate; simply living here for a while could increase their lifespan and keep all illnesses at bay.

A warm breeze came upon them, bringing bursts of fresh fragrance of grass and flowers, stirring a unique feeling in the heart.

Looking down from the mountain peak.

Vast stretches of villages spanned across the mountain ranges that wound like dragon spines,

at this moment,

with sparse smoke from cooking fires, and a gentle breeze brushing the face, peaceful and serene,

“This… next time we still need to ask if the other party is willing, love is generally something that cannot be forced.”

Jiang Hui let out a bitter laugh,