As its body slithered forward, it crushed the gravel beneath it into dust. Its maw gaped, spewing clouds of green smoke. A sinister, chilling light glinted from its dark green pupils.
A Poisonous Python!
Wen Qingye frowned as he watched the giant green python. "This Poisonous Python must have mutated here in the Purple Nether Swamp," he said.
"We have to be careful," the Ice Python hissed as it slithered onward. "It's stronger than I am. I might not be a match for it."
'Actually, Wen Qingye knew it wasn't a matter of *might*. The Ice Python was definitely no match for this Poisonous Python. The creature's cultivation was at the Life and Death Realm Fifth Layer, if not higher. There was no way the Ice Python could win.'
The Poisonous Python slithered over, its enormous head held high as it scanned its surroundings. Apparently finding nothing, it slowly turned and crawled back the way it came.
