Reborn as a tree, the peerless god is obsessed

In front of me is a misty mountain. It looks nice, with lush flowers, plants and trees, and birds singing from time to time.

However, for Yu Xueyao, this was a strange place.

How did I get here? Shaking her still confused head, Xueyao felt bewildered.

She looked back, but couldn't find the way back.

So, the only option is to follow the narrow path up the mountain. But where should we go after we get up the mountain?

Unable to figure it out, she simply sat down on a rock by the roadside.

I calmed myself down, but still couldn't figure it out.

Well, since there's only one way out, why not try it? I can't just sit here and wait to die like a trapped animal.

However, after walking about two miles along the mountain road, Xue Yao suddenly sensed a strange aura.

That aura, besides being extremely strange, also made people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

Xue Yao stopped and released her spiritual sense, wanting to explore what was going on. It would have been fine if she hadn't released it, but when she did, she discovered that her sea of consciousness had been sealed and she couldn't detect anything.

But at this moment, a shadow passed before her eyes. She looked closely and saw a large python about two feet away, its head held high and spitting out its long red tongue, staring at Xue Yao seriously.

Well, when she was completely off guard, the mysterious python suddenly appeared before her. This python was thicker than her waist, so it must be something extraordinary.

I don't know how many times the python coiled, but I saw a large disc stacked up layer by layer, covering the range that three or four people holding hands stretched out.

It has a cliff on one side and a rock on the other.

It can be said that one python is blocking the pass and ten thousand men cannot break through.

The python's colorful skin shone with light, like a beautiful painting. However, Xue Yao felt that the beautiful painting was just a disguise of murderous intent, which actually accumulated endless killing power.

Xueyao heard that pythons, as a mysterious and powerful creature, have been the focus of people's attention and awe since ancient times.

Therefore, some high-ranking officials and even emperors would use it to represent their noble status. The formal clothes they wore were embroidered with python patterns to show their dignity and status.

According to legend, pythons have magical powers, can transform into beautiful women, and can even predict future destiny.

The giant python in front of me is full of arrogance, and I'm afraid it is also showing its majesty.

As for that thing that predicts the future, I really don’t know if it predicted that she would pass by here today and was waiting for her?

This giant python must have cultivated for a thousand years. Can it understand human language and change its shape?

As if it saw through Xue Yao's thoughts, just when Xue Yao was confronting it cautiously, wishing she could greet all of its ancestors, the python actually spoke.

"Humans, where do you come from and where are you going?" The voice sounded like tearing cloth, and it was very harsh.

It was huge and had a powerful aura, as if it was the king of the mountain. It looked down at Xueyao from above, with a strange and cunning light in its eyes, as if it wanted to see through the secrets in Xueyao's heart.

Xue Yao was stunned by the question for a moment. She hadn't expected the python to actually speak. Oh, it really could understand human language.

Xue Yao looked at it in astonishment, not daring to take it lightly but also feeling a little curious.

She said coldly, "May I ask, Your Excellency, why are you blocking my way?"

Seeing that Xueyao did not answer but asked instead, the python became a little impatient, "Cunning human, you haven't answered my question yet."

As he spoke, his eyes were fierce, as if he wanted to swallow Xue Yao in one gulp.

"Oh? Is it important? Then please listen carefully, I came from where I came from and I am going back to where I am going." Xue Yao was not afraid at all. While speaking, she secretly circulated her spiritual power to guard against the sudden attack of the python.

However, although she didn't show it on her face, she was a little panicked in her heart, and her spiritual power was also restricted.

What kind of a hell of a place is this? It actually seals the sea of consciousness and suppresses spiritual power?

In this case, what follows will inevitably be an unprecedented challenge.

Facing the threat of the python, Xueyao did not retreat, but stood up straight and faced it bravely. She knew that only by defeating the python could she move forward.

So, Xueyao started a fierce battle with the python.

Xue Yao summoned an ice-blue sword, flew forward, and stabbed the python with the sword energy carrying a chilling chill.

The python dodged the attack with ease. Its eyes were filled with murderous intent, and its long tail swung towards Xue Yao like a whip.

The sword danced, a cold light flashing. As she engaged the python, Xue Yao's heart grew more resolute. She seemed like a fairy, stepping on the wind and rain, dancing gracefully, stunning the entire mountain.

The strange light in the python's eyes grew stronger, and its attacks became more ferocious, but it still could not penetrate the mystery of Xueyao's heart. Xueyao faced the crisis with a smile, like a lotus blooming in the mud, always maintaining her composure and elegance.

Her face was as white as frost, and she stood in the wind, her white clothes as white as snow, her long sword as bright as a rainbow. The python attacked relentlessly, but she smiled calmly, like a fairy playing with a snake, causing the wind and clouds in the mountains to change and create a myriad of scenes.

Her figure was graceful, like a flying swallow, and she moved around the python in the sword light, like a beautiful painting, breathtaking. The python's ferocity grew, but it could not touch the tranquility in her heart.

In this fierce confrontation, Xueyao was like a plum blossom reflecting the snow, resilient and unyielding. Her eyes were as clear as water, revealing a firm belief. The python seemed to have turned into a trapped beast in front of her, unable to hurt her in the slightest.

She was as graceful as a poem, seemingly blending into the mountains and rivers in the sword light, becoming one with nature. The python was furious, but could only stare at her figure, helpless. She was like a dazzling pearl, illuminating the entire mountain, captivating everyone.

The wind and clouds surged across the mountains, and the battle intensified, as if a storm was brewing. No one knew who would be the winner of this storm.

Fearless, Xueyao forced her spiritual energy to break through the restriction. This challenge was no small feat, but her faith kept her moving forward, determined to overcome it.

However, the spiritual power remained indifferent.

Xueyao was not discouraged and continued to deal with it calmly.

The python lashed out in fury, sometimes spitting out its tongue like a sword, sometimes whipping its tail like a whip. But its furious attacks, like a storm, were skillfully parried by Xue Yao. She nimbly dodged its attacks, searching for the python's weakness, ready to deliver the fatal blow.

The battle was fierce, with every blade of grass and every tree looking like an enemy, and sand and rocks flying everywhere. The confrontation between Xueyao and the python was like a storm, shaking the entire mountain range and was breathtaking.

Xueyao relied on her wisdom and perseverance to gain the initiative step by step, making the python feel unprecedented pressure.

But Xue Yao did not relax either, as she knew very well that the python's strength should not be underestimated.

After several rounds, Xue Yao has discovered the strength of the python. Not only can it easily defeat powerful opponents, but it also has amazing recovery ability.

Therefore, she understood that in order to defeat the python, she must give it her all and not slack off at all.

In addition, Xueyao had heard that the python also had a very high status in nature. It was called the "king of snakes" and other snakes were in awe of it.

Because of this, it is not so easy for Xue Yao to truly defeat the python.

By this point in the battle, Xue Yao no longer wanted to fight it. After all, her sea of consciousness was sealed, her spiritual power was suppressed, and she was fighting entirely on her own, and she was already exhausted.

Xue Yao was like a nimble lightning, shuttling through the storm. Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, staring closely at the python's every move.

She danced with her ice-blue sword like a fluttering butterfly, light and agile. At this moment, she seemed to have found the rhythm to deal with the python.

Perhaps the python sensed Xue Yao's murderous intent and was ready to attack.

Suddenly, the python opened its bloody mouth and pounced at Xueyao. Xueyao remained unfazed. A confident smile curled her lips. She leaped lightly, deftly dodging the python's attack. Then, she lowered herself to the point where the python was most vulnerable. The flash of her sword streaked through the air like a meteor, striking directly at its vital point.

However, just as Xueyao's sword tip touched the python's skin, a burst of energy struck from the side, forcing Xueyao's sword away from its original direction. Xueyao used all her strength, but was still able to stabilize herself after being sent flying several feet.