The python's head exploded the moment it made contact with Qin Yang's fist.

It looks like a smashed watermelon.

Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

The enormous python's body collapsed helplessly to the ground.

It turned into a sky full of blood mist.

The entire room was stained a deep crimson.

The strong smell of blood was nauseating.

"ah!"

Guo Rugui was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a thud, his face as pale as paper.

He was trembling all over, his teeth were chattering, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

The old man with the Yin Snake was also terrified.

He stood there, stunned, as if struck by lightning.

"This...how is this possible?"

He muttered to himself, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

He never dreamed that his prized giant python would be destroyed by Qin Yang with a single punch.

This is simply a fantasy!

"Who...who are you?"

The old man with the Yin Snake asked in a trembling voice, his previous arrogance and conceit completely gone.

Qin Yang slowly withdrew his fist, his eyes coldly fixed on the Yin Snake Elder.

"Me? I'm someone you can't afford to mess with!"

Qin Yang's voice was cold and filled with murderous intent.

Every word seemed to come from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

The old man with the Yin Snake trembled, a chill shooting from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He finally realized that he had really messed up this time.

No, it's like kicking a steel plate!

And it's even extra thick!

He looked at Qin Yang, his eyes filled with fear.

He knew that he was probably doomed today.

"What...what do you want?"

The old man with the Yin Snake suppressed his fear and asked in a trembling voice.

What do I want?

Qin Yang sneered.

"Didn't you just say you were going to make sure I died a horrible death?"

"Now, I'll show you what it means to court death!"

Qin Yang's voice was like the pronouncement of death.

"Senior, senior, spare my life!"

The old man with the Yin Snake fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly, his forehead hitting the floor with a dull thud.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I offended you, senior. Please, senior, be magnanimous and spare my life!"

He begged for mercy while his mind raced.

Could this kid be... a Saint Realm cultivator?

impossible!

Absolutely not!

How old is he? How could he possibly be a saint?

The old man with the dark snake immediately rejected the idea.

Looking across the entire land of China, no, the entire world, there has never been such a young Saint Realm expert!

He was more inclined to guess the other way around.

This kid must possess some incredible treasure!

A treasure comparable to, or even surpassing, a Saint Realm expert!

Thinking of this, a barely perceptible glint of greed flashed in the eyes of the old man Yinshe.

On the surface, he pleaded desperately, tears streaming down his face, but in his heart, he was plotting a way to escape.

As long as I can leave this place alive...

As long as we return to the Poison Gu Sect...

He must invite those holy realm elders who have been in seclusion for many years to come out!

When the time comes, we'll join forces to suppress this kid and force him to reveal his secrets!

The old man with the Yin Snake seemed to already see the scene of that precious treasure falling into his hands.

When the time comes, the elders will eat meat, and he can drink some soup. Perhaps he can also take this opportunity to break through the bottleneck and step into the holy realm he has been dreaming of!

Thinking of this, the old man Yin She felt a surge of heat in his heart, and even his pleas for mercy became more forceful.

"Senior, I truly know I was wrong! I'm willing to compensate, I'm willing to pay any price, I just beg you to spare my life!"

"I have an eighty-year-old mother to support and a baby crying for milk. I can't die!"

He was sobbing uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face, looking utterly miserable.

However, Qin Yang remained unmoved.

He stared coldly at the old man with the Yin Snake, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

People like this deserve to die!

Just as the old man Yinshe was plotting how to escape and how to take revenge...

Qin Yang had already slowly walked up to him.

The old man with the dark snake was overjoyed, thinking that Qin Yang had been moved by his words.

He quickly raised his head, wanting to continue begging for mercy.

However, what greeted him was Qin Yang's cold finger.

Qin Yang's finger gently touched the Yin Snake Elder's brow.

"ah--!"

The old man with the Yin Snake let out a shrill scream.

His body trembled violently, as if a thousand ants were gnawing at his marrow and tearing at his soul.

This kind of pain is indescribable.

It is a hundred times, a thousand times more painful than being slowly sliced ​​to death!

He wanted to beg for mercy, but found that he could no longer make a sound.

All he could do was open his mouth wide and scream silently.

His eyes were filled with fear and despair.

At that moment, he finally realized just how terrifying the being he had provoked was.

Qin Yang looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

He had long suspected that the old man Yin She was not truly repentant, but was merely trying to buy time to survive.

His soul was filled with resentment and bitterness.

This kind of person doesn't deserve any sympathy!

Moreover, through the Soul Searching Technique, Qin Yang already knew that the Old Man Yin Snake had harmed countless innocent lives over the years in order to cultivate his evil arts.

He has taken no fewer than a hundred lives!

Qin Yang would never show mercy to such a person.

He wanted to make the Old Man of the Shadow Serpent pay the price for his crimes!

Let him experience the most extreme pain in the world!

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