Fairy bestows immortality

Su Yun remained hidden in the corner, not letting out a single trace of his presence, and continued to observe.

Seeing the fat cultivator keep dodging, he immediately shouted, "Fatty Yin, conceal your aura! It doesn't have eyes; it finds its location by sensing your aura!"

With a single word, his aura leaked out, causing the white-scaled python's massive head to turn in this direction.

However, Su Yun immediately concealed his presence.

The white-scaled python then continued its pursuit of the fat cultivator.

"Concealing one's aura?"

Upon hearing this, the fat cultivator gritted his teeth, took out a Windwalking Pill and swallowed it. He then moved with incredible speed, increasing his speed several levels.

After throwing the white-scaled python ten meters away, he immediately stopped and concealed his presence.

Behind them, the massive body of the white-scaled python remained stationary, seemingly unable to sense any presence.

Will it really work?

The fat monk's eyes lit up with surprise.

However, just as the two were about to quietly enter the depths of the cave, the white-scaled python roared and opened its blood-red maw.

A burst of white mist instantly spewed from its throat, sweeping forward.

When the white object came into contact with the mountain wall, the surface layer of rock was instantly corroded and turned into gray powder.

"Poisonous fog!"

Su Yun's eyes narrowed.

The poisonous fog spread extremely quickly, leaving them no time to think.

Therefore, he had no choice but to quickly unleash the Nine Dragons Heavenly Gang.

His entire body turned golden, with a layer of protective energy enveloping his skin, blocking the white mist.

The fat cultivator was equally fast. He had cultivated his own protective technique, which seemed to build an impenetrable wall around his body, preventing the white mist from getting close.

But this caused his aura to leak out instantly.

"Roar!"

The white-scaled python roared and attacked again.

Su Yun frowned and whispered, "Fatty Yin, we can't hide anymore! We have to work together to kill it!"

"You hold it off, I'll attack its weak points!"

The fat monk knew this was the only option, and he said, "Alright!"

"You son of a bitch, I'll kill you!"

The iron pestle in his hand burst forth with astonishing light as he unleashed the full power of his magical weapon for the first time, charging towards the white-scaled python.

"boom!"

With a single blow, the white-scaled python's body trembled, sparks flying from its scales, though this time several scales fell off.

Clearly, even the toughest scales cannot withstand the full power of a high-level spiritual weapon!

However, given the fat cultivator's level, he couldn't unleash his full power several times, so he dared not be careless.

Su Yun, who was standing to the side, waited for his chance to make a move.

The white-scaled python's scales were as hard as armor, with only its mouth and nostrils being the weakest parts.

Its speed is very fast, and if you rush in randomly, it is difficult to hit it with one blow. Instead, it will make it more defensive and harder to strike.

"That's right, the Soul-Capturing Technique!"

Su Yun had a flash of inspiration and thought of this.

The white-scaled python's body has been strengthened to this extent by the spiritual source, so its spiritual consciousness is probably not strong. Can the Soul-Capturing Technique make it lose its senses for a short time?

With that thought in mind, he drew the dagger from his hand.

When the fat monk and the white-scaled python reached the most crucial moment in their battle, he suddenly unleashed the Soul-Seizing Technique.

"Beast, die!"

The words that came out of his mouth, bursting forth through the Soul-Capturing Technique, were even more powerful than when he had woken the fat cultivator last time. The grand voice of the true words invaded the head of the white-scaled python.

In an instant, the white-scaled python's head paused, and its outstretched tail stopped, frozen in place.

It's now!

Su Yun's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He leaped up, and the dagger in his hand unleashed its maximum power, instantly piercing the skull through the upper palate of the creature's mouth.

"Puch!"

Blood splattered everywhere, covering the ground.

Su Yun stabbed the white-scaled python's head through its mouth with a dagger, the dagger protruding from its skull.

"Roar!"

The white-scaled python was incredibly strong. Even though it had been pierced through, it was still not completely dead. It struggled to push Su Yunzhen back, attempting a final counterattack before it died.

"Fatty's here!"

Seizing the opportunity, the fat cultivator once again exerted all his strength on the iron pestle in his hand, unleashing terrifying power as it slammed into the mouth of the white-scaled python.