Looking at the long-range guided missiles scattering like flowers in the distance, the Venomous Python King was almost in tears.

Although the terrifying energy sphere had broken into smaller parts, the Poisonous Python King was still terrified when he saw the dense array of energy beams.

He dodged while cursing loudly.

"What kind of monster are you? Don't you need to adjust your breathing for such a powerful attack?"

This...this is fucking illogical!!!

Even the revival of spiritual energy must abide by basic principles.

At this moment, just as terrified as the Poisonous Python King was Wang Zheng, who was in the inner vision space.

If he could hear the Poisonous Python King's complaints, he would definitely reply.

"Of course he doesn't need to adjust his breathing. He's using all of my maximum spiritual energy. What does he need to adjust his breathing for? I beg you, just hurry up and die. If you don't die soon, the big boss can come at me a third time. I'll be heartbroken."

At this moment, Wang Zheng felt no joy at having avenged his great enemy; his mind was filled with regret, well... probably similar to the feeling of the Poisonous Python King.

He didn't hate anything else; he regretted that his carelessness had led to his serious injury and that he had drawn out this powerful figure.

At this moment, Wang Zheng was almost in tears, constantly pleading in his inner vision space.

"Boss, just stop playing around. You might as well let me die. With one energy ball from your mouth, you've used up your 10,000 spiritual energy limit."

"Please, stop playing around. He's a demon king after all. Give him some face and let him die a quick death."

Although the Venomous Python King had tried his best to dodge immediately, his already poor physical condition was further hampered, and he suffered a severe injury.

Instantly, countless tiny red rays pierced through his body, instantly turning him into a sieve.

This dignified demon king, though he had just suffered a severe injury, was now being beaten into a gushing fountain.

The demon's body, which was over a hundred meters long... no, it should be less than a hundred meters long now, was covered with countless small holes, running through it from front to back, and thick blood was constantly dripping down from it.

Seeing that the opponent could still hold on in the air, the seven-colored domain, though swaying and about to shatter, at least hadn't closed yet.

The Great Beast still maintained a cold and domineering expression, slowly opening its giant mouth.

As Wang Zheng's spiritual energy limit decreased sharply once again, the third energy ball was instantly condensed.

Wang Zheng, feeling utterly hopeless, stared at his data panel, too heartbroken to speak.

However, he suddenly realized that the Great Beast was no longer deducting its own limit when it was not taking any action. So where did the more than 10,000 spiritual energy limit that was initially consumed go?

In addition, all of his injuries had healed.

Does that mean that as long as my spiritual energy limit is high enough, I will be immortal?

Is it too much to call on a big shot when you can't beat someone yourself?

But then I thought about it again. This big shot had only been on the scene for a few minutes, and I had already used up tens of thousands of my maximum spiritual energy. The service fee was too expensive. I shouldn't be so reckless in the future.

But at least they had one trump card up their sleeve.

After realizing that the big boss wouldn't give up until he had killed the venomous python king, Wang Zheng could only find solace in his misery.

"Super targeting deployed, blast him to smithereens!"

Meanwhile, our other protagonist—the Venomous Python King, whose entire body was riddled with holes from the inside out—was utterly devastated when he saw Wang Zheng condense another energy ball.

He is now completely powerless to resist.

Looking back on his long life, from a tiny snake at birth to an evolutionary mutation after the revival of spiritual energy.

By constantly hunting with double the concentration of snake venom, it evolved and evolved again until it finally overcame the tribulation of transformation and became a demon king.

From then on, he established his own stronghold in southern Yunnan, and he didn't even take the Chinese military or the Peacock Demon King, the largest beast force in Yunnan, seriously.

He firmly believed that with his own planning and strength, and by continuing to cultivate himself, he would one day be able to take his place.

And he has been working towards this goal.

However, his originally smooth-sailing life began to deviate from his own plans when he tried to hunt a small giant otter that had just become a demon king at the border at the beginning of the month, which led to a conflict.

The cruelty of fate pushed him onto an unexpected path.

In just half a month, he was injured time and time again, and escaped death time and time again. But would he have another chance this time? This time, even the Poisonous Python King himself wavered.

He watched helplessly as the massive beam of energy struck again, too exhausted to even dodge.

Looking at the golden inner core that had shrunk to the size of a grain of rice before him, the Poisonous Python King couldn't help but shed tears of regret.

Whether human or beast, they are the same; they will not take the initiative to look for their own mistakes, but will blame others time and time again.

At this moment, he didn't blame himself for provoking Wang Zheng out of greed; he blamed the mixed-blood offspring of the Spirit Elephant King.

The Poisonous Python King was filled with hatred. He hated that the Spirit Elephant King wouldn't help him regain his strength, and he hated that Huang Zumeng, with his arrogance, had provoked Wang Zheng and ultimately dragged him down with him.

Filled with endless resentment and bitterness, the Poisonous Python King roared, "Why did you provoke him?!"

Then, he used the last bit of spiritual energy in his body to detonate his inner core once again.

At this moment, the Poisonous Python King's face was full of ferocity. He channeled all the spiritual energy from his self-destruction of his inner core into his seven-colored domain.

Since there was no way to defeat this crimson domain in the battle of domains anyway, I simply compressed it with all my might to block this attack.

A terrifying beam of energy, mixed with immense spiritual power, struck again, accurately hitting the compressed seven-colored domain in front of the Poisonous Python King.

In contrast, the impact of the black and red light pillar containing endless spiritual energy was like a long sword made of A-grade alloy slashing at an ordinary, rusty iron shield.

The Poisonous Python King was covered in blood and tears, his body swaying, emitting a shrill wail, his eyes fixed on the seven-colored domain that was being attacked in front of him, looking like a madman.

"Hold on tight!!!"

However, under the overwhelming force, a strong will to survive seems to have little effect.

With the continuous sound of "crack...crack...", the field that was still emitting a hazy halo was completely shattered after only one second.

Fortunately, this one-second delay allowed the black and red beam of light to deflect slightly, grazing past the head of the venomous python king before striking its body directly.

In an instant, it cleaved his body in two, blasting it into two twisting chunks of flesh.

A terrifying energy fluctuation immediately spread, causing the low hills in the distance to tremble violently, making the entire space vibrate and buzz.