The Poisonous Python King knew very well that Huang Zumeng dying at the hands of humans and dying at his own hands were two completely different things.
If I were to take action myself, things would be different.
Every move he makes will leave behind fluctuations of spiritual energy. Even if everything goes according to plan, the Spirit Elephant King will definitely come after him first.
It's already difficult for elephants to get pregnant, let alone this yellow-tusked spirit elephant, which is truly the only one of its kind. It has tried with other elephant-like creatures as well, but there has been no sign of it getting pregnant.
Huang Zumeng was only able to conceive and be born after the Spirit Elephant King had abducted countless human women.
As the only son of the Demon King, he was especially favored by the Spirit Elephant King.
Didn't you see how they were willing to give such a precious demon king's inner core to this half-demon son?
If I were to die by my own hand, I certainly wouldn't have time to refine the other person's spirit crystal.
Although the Poisonous Python King had a wonderful plan, it still proved the old saying true: plans can never keep up with changes.
It has to be said that Huang Zumeng was a disappointment.
If he doesn't make a move soon, let alone the Transformation Tribulation, Huang Zumeng will be beaten to death before the tribulation clouds even begin to condense.
If the venomous python king continues to hide in the back and doesn't come out soon, everything will be for naught.
He had no choice but to reveal himself, but in the end, it was because the Poisonous Python King underestimated Wang Zheng and overestimated Huang Zumeng's defensive capabilities that he lost everything.
Seeing Huang Zumeng killed, the Poisonous Python King, no matter how angry he was, could only settle for second best. He planned to first retrieve Huang Zumeng's body, and then torture Wang Zheng to death, to vent his hatred.
However, he never expected that these mere humans could be so cunning, repeatedly outwitting him.
If he hadn't forced himself to activate his domain despite his injuries, Wang Zheng might have actually gotten away.
Hearing Wang Zheng's curses, he became enraged.
At the same time, he harbored even greater resentment towards King Lingxiang.
If he had given him the Demon King's inner core earlier and restored his strength, not only would his only son have survived, but Wang Zheng would not have had the opportunity to be so arrogant in front of him.
If he had regained his strength, he would have already revealed his true form in the domain and directly engaged Wang Zheng in hand-to-hand combat.
It shouldn't be like this now, where even activating the domain only traps the opponent and can't cause them any real harm.
It's important to know that the Venomous Python King isn't just powerful because of his poison; as a python king, he also possesses immense strength.
In the eyes of the Poisonous Python King, although Wang Zheng's physique was strong, it was only about the same as that of an ordinary defensive sixth-grade alien beast.
If I were still in my prime, I would have already shredded this foul-mouthed brat into a pile of minced meat.
There's no need to waste time fighting him here; the poison is even countered by his holy light, and there's nothing we can do about it.
Now that his spiritual energy is greatly depleted, if he were to engage in close combat, and his spiritual energy shield were to become unstable and break, the Poisonous Python King himself was not confident that he could withstand the boy's strength with his bare body.
Seeing that the Poisonous Python King was only attacking him with seven-colored poisonous mist and hovering far away without coming over, Wang Zheng continued to taunt him while frantically casting Holy Light spells.
“Hey, what are you thinking? Look, you can’t hurt me. Why don’t we just take off all these colorful fireworks, run a thousand miles away and dump Huang Zumeng’s body on the ground, then you can go and get it.”
Seeing the venomous python king's uncertain expression, Wang Zheng also had some thoughts in his mind.
Wang Zheng knew that the poisonous python king was seriously injured, and seeing that he dared not approach it now, he must also be wary.
He wanted to provoke the other party with words, to catch them off guard, so that he might find an opportunity to escape smoothly.
Even though he knew that the other party was severely weakened, Wang Zheng did not have any intention of competing with him.
It's not that he's timid; on the contrary, he's quite brave.
He had discussed this issue with Chu Tianxing more than once. Despite the Poisonous Python King's current appearance of kidney deficiency, its body was indeed severely injured.
However, as long as he keeps his domain intact, most of the damage he suffers can be transferred to the domain.
This is also why the battles between the Demon King and the extraordinary beings can last for half a day, and it's impossible to easily determine a winner.
Unless Wang Zheng immediately transcends the mortal realm, activates the Heaven and Earth Dharma Form and the domain of this Seven-Colored Poison Barrier to cancel each other out, and then punches his head off.
Otherwise, with Wang Zheng's current methods, he wouldn't have been able to harm the other party at all.
However, as long as he escapes this time, once he transcends the mundane world, Wang Zheng has a hundred ways to get revenge.
Hearing Wang Zheng's provocative words, the Poisonous Python King became increasingly angry.
Do you think I'm stupid? I'm thousands of miles away.
Putting aside the fact that this bastard is 99% unlikely to keep his promise, and as for "thousands of miles," he'd have already run back to the Chinese city from a thousand miles away. Does he look stupid?
"You sharp-tongued brat, I'll personally pull out all your teeth later, and I'm not afraid you won't back down."
After a prolonged and unsuccessful attack, the Poisonous Python King knew that it would have to pay a price today.
So he rolled on the spot and transformed into a giant, seven-colored python, thicker than two or three people and nearly a hundred meters long, which coiled in mid-air.
Its scales shimmered with a flickering, iridescent light, and its pair of sinister, golden vertical pupils stared intently at Wang Zheng.
Then it opened its blood-red maw and spat out a perfectly round crystal the size of a pearl. Immediately afterward, it gradually disappeared into a cloud of poisonous mist, merging into the countless wisps of fog.
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