Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 1820 - 1821: Many Ants Can Kill an Elephant! (Third Update)

"Xue Ren, you don’t need to resort to such crude incitement!"

Zhou Xuantong’s expression was indifferent. With a swing of his long sword, a slash erupted, and in an instant, a sword light, more than a hundred feet thick, like the sword of Cangtian, pierced through the void, aiming at the middle head of the Thousand Mountain Python and slashing down fiercely.

This action by Zhou Xuantong already showed his stance.

To open the Five Emperors Treasure Vault, besides gathering the Five Emperor Seals, one must first overcome the obstacle of the Thousand Mountain Python.

Seeing Zhou Xuantong make a move, Xue Ren clearly breathed a sigh of relief; everything was still under his control.

"How about it, my Demon Clan friends, the mutated Thousand Mountain Python holds tremendous value for the Demon Clan as well, doesn’t it? If you strike it down, I won’t take any of the Demon Core or essence blood!"

Xue Ren continued to incite Lion Sky Mad and Yiu Qianshan to attack.

The three-headed Thousand Mountain Python was extraordinarily powerful, even a Peak Emperor Level couldn’t easily bring it down.

However, with Zhou Xuantong and Xue Ren, plus the two Demon Clan geniuses, there might just be a chance.

Moreover, with the commotion caused by this Thousand Mountain Python, it’s believed that soon, the martial artists near the Wind Howling Forest should gather here.

"Hmph, deceitful humans!"

Lion Sky Mad cursed softly, looked at Yiu Qianshan, and said in a deep voice, "Yiu Qianshan, what do you think?"

"Do we have any other choice?"

Yiu Qianshan smiled wryly. They too were targeted by the three-headed Thousand Mountain Python. Even if Xue Ren and Zhou Xuantong each managed to deal with one snake head, the remaining head would still be enough to hunt them down.

Escape was not an option; they had to fight.

"Then let’s fight!"

Yiu Qianshan shouted, "The two of us against one snake head, it’s not a bad deal!"

"Alright, then let’s battle!"

Lion Sky Mad roared, and his form rapidly expanded against the wind, transforming into a massive lion over thirty feet tall that pounced at the fire attribute snake head on the right side of the Thousand Mountain Python.

"Screech—"

Yiu Qianshan also let out a long shriek, transforming into a colossal demon eagle, attacking the fire attribute snake head alongside Lion Sky Mad from above and below.

In an instant, Zhou Xuantong, Xue Ren, and the two Demon Clan figures engaged in an intense battle with the three-headed Thousand Mountain Python.

Zhou Xuantong’s swordsmanship was profound, while Xue Ren was elusive, each claw often causing significant bleeding on the Thousand Mountain Python.

As for Lion Sky Mad and Yiu Qianshan, though they might not individually match Zhou Xuantong and Xue Ren, in their true forms, they effectively suppressed the demon snake with their sheer size.

Boom boom boom!

Wind and thunder roared, flames surged, and the area for hundreds of miles became virtually a wasteland.

This earth-shattering battle naturally alarmed the surrounding martial artists, and quite a few unfortunate ones were injured or killed by shockwaves.

Ling Feng, advancing toward the Five Emperors Treasure Vault, noticed it the moment the Thousand Mountain Python appeared.

Thus, he could fully and completely witness this earth-shattering battle.

"So, that person is the leader of the Heavenly Kill Ten Extremes?"

Ling Feng had previously gone to the Hall of Conquest, and after killing Yang Zhen (the former Heavenly Kill Ten Extremes), he was promoted to the tenth position of the Heavenly Kill Ten Extremes with the title Power Extreme.

He had heard of Zhou Xuantong before. Despite the many legends about Zhou Xuantong in the Hall of Conquest, only by witnessing his strength in person did Ling Feng realize he had been somewhat naive.

Among the warriors below a hundred years old, he might well be considered a top genius in the Eastern Spirit Domain, but compared to a powerhouse like Zhou Xuantong, he still lacked foundation.

The Blood Number 1 Killer, Xue Ren, was estimated to have the strength to kill the Blood Number 5 Killer, Xue Hong, likely without needing a second move!

The other two Demon Clan experts were also beyond Ling Feng’s current comparison.

Roar!

Screams, growls, gasping, explosions, collisions...

All sorts of sounds intertwined.

Although the three-headed Thousand Mountain Python could almost compete with Peak Emperor Level, faced with these three groups’ attacks, it gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Similarly, whether it was Zhou Xuantong, Xue Ren, or the two Demon Clan geniuses, they were all panting heavily.

The life force of this Three-headed Thousand Mountain Python was indeed astonishing. The battle lasted a whole day and night; had they not been deeply entrenched in their powers, they likely couldn’t have held out in such a protracted fight.

More and more martial artists gathered around as the three-headed Thousand Mountain Python became increasingly weakened, and quite a few began to feign helping in the fight.

However, most dared not confront the snake heads directly, instead attacking the snake’s body and tail from below.

Of course, their actual goal was to scavenge some scales, for even a single snake scale from such a high-level demon was of considerable value.

As the saying goes, enough ants can bite an elephant to death.

Although most warriors harbored ulterior motives, this also, to a certain extent, accelerated the demise of the Thousand Mountain Python.

Ling Feng blended into the crowd, stealthily extracting some essence blood from the Thousand Mountain Python, just in case.

Unfortunately, the essence blood in the brow of the Thousand Mountain Python was originally useful for refining the "Eight Desolate Body Forging Technique," but he admitted he didn’t yet possess the strength to snatch it from a powerhouse like Zhou Xuantong.

Unless they didn’t want it, then that would be another matter.

Boom!

Finally, the first snake head of the Thousand Mountain Python plummeted heavily to the ground, crashing down from hundreds of feet in the air, stirring up rolling dust.

It was precisely the left-side wind attribute snake head that Zhou Xuantong had resolved first.

Then, Lion Sky Mad and Yiu Qianshan smashed the fire attribute snake head on the right into a pulp, finishing off the second snake head.

Lastly, the snake head with the thunder attribute that Xue Ren dealt with had been entirely bled dry and had become shriveled.

Such was Xue Ren’s habit, enjoying torturing his prey, whether human or demon.

Ling Feng curled his lip; one head was blown up, one was shriveled, leaving only the snake head dealt with by Zhou Xuantong that could be of use.

After defeating the Thousand Mountain Python, Zhou Xuantong swung his sword twice, chopped off two fangs, and withdrew to the side, coldly staring at Xue Ren.

Xue Ren shrugged, seemingly uninterested in the Thousand Mountain Python, crossing his arms with a faint, indistinct smile on his lips.

Lion Sky Mad and Yiu Qianshan, on the other hand, unleashed their robust aura, driving away the warriors who were eager to take advantage of the chaos.

Lion Sky Mad glared furiously and shouted loudly, "Whoever dares touch the Demon Core, die!"

The opportunistic warriors, regretfully, withdrew and turned their attention to the scales and meat of the snake.

Ling Feng quietly squeezed past to the relatively intact snake head, preparing to extract the brow’s essence blood from the last remaining snake head.