Chapter 1223: Chapter 1212: The Ferocity of the Python

However, the Great Black Python was somewhat afraid of Ning Fan. Why?

Because the python’s proud attack power did not break through Ning Fan’s defense circle; despite multiple blows, Ning Fan remained as steady as Mount Tai, unharmed.

At this moment, the Great Black Python surged forward, intent on crushing Ning Fan to dust.

The so-called solitary dragon dance was akin to the ancient military strategy of the single-line snake formation; the python, with its massive body, wanted to crush Ning Fan like a powerful dragon crushing grains.

Yet, Ning Fan stood there with a cold smile, showing no fear at all.

He also wanted to see how powerful this python with certain cultivation skills could be.

Of course, he also harbored some malicious thoughts.

Silver Needle flickered in his hand, infused with True Qi, and shot forward.

Swish swish…

The boundless Silver Needles flew out, glinting like cold stars under the moonlight, shooting towards the Great Black Python like chasing stars and the moon.

Thud thud thud…

The Great Black Python did not expect Ning Fan’s Silver Needles to pierce its tough snake skin, penetrating three inches deep.

Snakes are soft-bodied animals, with flexible bones.

Thus, this wave of attacks did not bring fatal injuries to the python but instead triggered its rage.

And this was precisely what Ning Fan hoped to see.

As the saying goes, to bring about their destruction, God makes them mad first.

And Ning Fan used this move with the same logic – to enrage the python, causing it to lose its reason and charge forward courageously.

In this way, Ning Fan could find a slight flaw amid its wild rampage.

Ning Fan’s cultivation wasn’t low, and he had heard of some Demon Cultivators’ power; in the same realm, human cultivators were no match for Demon Cultivators.

This was because these Demon Cultivators were born aligned with the mysteries of nature, possessing a kind of Spiritual Energy that humans lack, and coupled with their unique advantages, making humans far inferior.

For example, the current python Demon Cultivator was a classic case.

If it were a human Martial Cultivator, wanting to use strong external martial arts for defense and achieve a defensive effect, they would have to cultivate to the True Qi Realm at the very least.

But this python was different; with its naturally tough snake skin, even a human cultivator at the True Qi Realm might not easily slay a formidable ordinary python.

This is because the snake skin’s defense is too strong.

And Ning Fan didn’t confront this python head-on for this very reason.

If the python pretended to be weak, Ning Fan would surely suffer, so he needed to observe first, knowing the enemy thoroughly before striking with a sure kill.

Rumble and boom…

The python’s path forward crushed the rocks and dust into powder, sending them flying, presenting a terrifying scene.

Just as the python was only half a meter away from Ning Fan, Ning Fan leaped into the air.

Then, at lightning speed, he landed swiftly on the python’s head, striking out fiercely with the tips of his feet.

Clap clap…

Thud thud…

Ning Fan’s strikes contained the True Qi of a True Origin Realm at its peak; such a power of True Qi was quite alarming.

Unprepared, the Great Black Python’s eye was struck, oozing red and white substances.

Howl…

For a moment, the python went berserk, its massive body thrashing about wildly, kicking up dust like Zhu Bajie wreaking havoc.

Fortunately, Ning Fan dodged in time, avoiding collateral damage.

However, although the python’s eye was injured, it was still a Demon Cultivator with certain cultivation, able to vaguely sense Ning Fan’s position.

Enraged, the python aggressively surged toward where Ning Fan stood.

Ning Fan, however, retreated step by step, casually picking up a large rock nearby and hurling it at the python’s head.

Continuous booming sounds echoed.

Sharp rocks came crashing down, striking the Great Black Python’s head, causing it to bleed even more and intensifying its rage.

It relentlessly pursued Ning Fan, wanting to kill him without delay.

At this moment, Hu Quan, standing on a distant boulder, sneered disdainfully with his hands on his hips, “Ning Fan, you’ve angered a Demon Cultivator, the consequences are unimaginable, just wait for death.”

And indeed, the situation was as he said: the python had completely lost its mind, needing no manipulation from Hu Quan, already in a suicidal rage.

“This saves me quite a bit of trouble.”

“Is that so?”

Ning Fan glanced at the furious Great Black Python, then turned to the smug Hu Quan, a plan forming in his mind.

He changed direction, running toward Hu Quan.

“Hu Quan, I’m going to make you lose on both counts and add your life to the bargain.”

“What?”

As Hu Quan watched Ning Fan’s movements, his brows furrowed.

Ning Fan was running towards him, with the python, sensing the same direction, following in pursuit.

If Ning Fan suddenly changed direction in front of the boulder, the python, unable to stop in time, would crash into the rock, and Hu Quan would also be caught in it.

At that moment, Hu Quan, whose Witchcraft Cultivation was weak and Martial Cultivation Realm very low, could not withstand the fierce strike of the python.

Terrified, he quickly jumped off the rock and ran into the distance, knowing that as long as he could evade Ning Fan, he would surely win.

However, he underestimated Ning Fan’s cultivation.

Ning Fan advanced rapidly, closing the distance with Hu Quan more and more.

And the python too chased relentlessly, following closely behind the two.

Whew whew…

Hu Quan was terrified; with low cultivation himself, even if he had Witchcraft techniques now, there was no time to use them, only to keep running, no slack allowed.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked back, seeing Ning Fan, neither flushed nor panting, following behind him, raising his eyebrows at him playfully with a grin.

“Damn, I’ve been so careless.”

Hu Quan’s face darkened, feeling helpless.

If he were on land and crushed by such a massive python, he would only turn into a puddle of blood, leaving no bones.

Watching as Ning Fan and the python drew nearer, nearer, he acted quickly, changing his route, leaping into the narrow river, splashing a small spray, disappearing from sight.

However, Ning Fan showed no signs of discouragement; seeing the python still pursuing wildly, he tapped on the ground, kicking a half-meter long wooden block towards the river.

As the wood quickly descended onto the water’s surface, Ning Fan arrived earlier, gently tapping on the wooden block and then leaping into the air.

When Ning Fan landed, he was standing steadily on the opposite bank.

Due to its blindness, the python plunged into the river, instantly overwhelmed by the water.

Though it was just the Nalan Family’s moat, to enhance its defensive function, powerful water pumps were set up in various sections to keep the river turbulent.