Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 989 Natural Nemesis

In the Immortal Realm, the various lineages are clearly ranked. If a disciple of the Golden Immortal lineage encounters a true disciple of a Dao Lord, he will inevitably be inferior and may even have to serve him. Just like today, the four demons are at the beck and call of Yuan Jiqing.

If these four demons killed a fellow demon cultivator from the Golden Immortal lineage in the Demon Refining World because of their arrogance and competitiveness, the other party could only be considered to be inferior in skill. After all, the Great Dao is ahead, and if one does not seize the opportunity, how can one attain immortality?

Even if they make a huge mess, their seniors in the sect will always bail them out.

But what if we accidentally kill Bai Zhaoyue or Yuan Jiqing?

This mess is bigger than the sky; no Golden Immortal lineage could handle such a disaster!

Thinking of this, the four demon cultivators noticeably slowed their movements, hesitating slightly more before making their move.

Jing Yu felt a sudden relief from the pressure. He glanced to the side and saw that Qiu Xu's half of the dragon guards had already died, while Guo Tingshu, Niu Dahang, and the others, as well as the demons, had disappeared without a trace. They must have fled the place. So he stopped fighting and flew away.

Now that his companions have escaped, there's no need for him to stay here and fight to the death!

This clearly shows that they lightly touched the water's surface and quickly retreated from the area where the two forces were fighting.

Watching Jing Yu's receding figure, Yuan Jiqing was still a little confused.

Dragons are the most arrogant, especially the pure-blooded true dragons. Yuan Jiqing originally thought that Jing Yu would fight back no matter what, so why did she desert her post like this?

Besides, don't be fooled by the small number of dragons on the other side; the two sides were originally roughly equal in strength. If Jing Yu, who had intruded, could join forces with Bai Zhaoyue, they would have a significant advantage, and he might have no choice but to flee.

Bai Zhaoyue's eyes flickered; the fact that Jing Yu dared not meet her only solidified a certain thought in her mind:

"There's no mistake, the [Ancestral Dragon Bloodline] within it is actually..."

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Guo Tingshu didn't dare to turn around at all.

He frantically poured all his energy into his legs, while keeping his arms close to his sides and twisting his waist desperately, trying to mimic the movements of a swimming fish and attempting to maximize his speed in the sea.

He was using a sea creature technique called "Swimming Fish Transformation," which he had been practicing in his spare time. At this moment, he only regretted that his parents hadn't given him more tails.

The flow of qi and blood in specific meridians made his body exceptionally slippery, allowing him to leap far with each swing.

However, his pursuers were just as fast.

It was a green python demon cultivator that had revealed most of its original form. It was nearly five zhang long and its body, as thick as a water bucket, swam through the water with almost no resistance.

The stench was already overwhelming, and Guo Tingshu could even clearly hear a hissing sound behind him that made his teeth ache—a strange, mixed sound of a snake's tongue flicking in and out and the friction of the water.

"Human brat, let's see how long your life force can last!" The green python demon cultivator who was chasing Guo Tingshu cackled.

During the chaotic battle, Guo Tingshu's felt hat, which was meant to conceal his presence, had already been knocked off, exposing his human identity. Only then did the green python demon cultivator dare to pursue him alone.

After all, human bloodlines are almost inferior to most demon bloodlines in terms of body refinement, and their role in the demon refinement world is very limited. Even the physical strength enhanced by bloodlines is inferior to that of demons.

Unfortunately, Guo Tingshu still had more than ten Blood Amber stones at his waist, emitting an intoxicating fragrance. These were the carriers of the cultivation technique that Guo Tingshu was still comprehending, and he hadn't had time to return them to Jing Yu.

With the weakest bloodline and possessing a large amount of blood amber, this is practically an opportunity delivered right to his lips! The green python demon cultivator thought to himself.

"Huh...huh..."

Guo Tingshu felt his blood and qi being rapidly depleted. His human bloodline was weaker than he had imagined, and his blood and qi reserves were nowhere near those of the giant python behind him!

Noticing that the human race ahead had slowed down, the Azure Python Demon Cultivator could hardly contain his joy. He suddenly gathered his strength and leaped forward, whipping his tail across Guo Tingshu's back!

"puff……"

Guo Tingshu coughed up a mouthful of blood; that tail had nearly broken his tendons and bones!

"What should I do..."

Guo Tingshu was bewildered. If this were the real world, and the other party harbored evil intentions and acted on them, attacking him... the [Heart-Responding Thunder] would naturally activate, often striking first after the opponent has acted, thus eliminating the crisis before it even happened. But now, his Qi cultivation methods were sealed, and he could not unleash his thunderous divine power, so he could only passively take the beating!

After being struck by the python's tail, Guo Tingshu's breath hitched, and he became even slower than before. The green python then coiled around him, its body tightening around him.

Guo Tingshu felt a tightness all over his body, as if he were firmly locked by several cold iron hoops, and even his breath became suffocated.

The green python demon cultivator was clearly well-versed in the art of strangulation. When its body contracted, not only was the force astonishing, but it also subtly combined a kind of yin and soft binding force, squeezing his muscles, bones and internal organs inch by inch.

His chest and abdomen were churning with blood and qi, his temples were bulging with veins, his vision was blurring, and all he could hear was the creaking sound of his bones being pressed down by immense force.

"Ah...ah..."

Guo Tingshu felt that he was really going to die here this time.

He felt a vague sense of regret.

On the verge of death, Guo Tingshu did not blame Jing Yu for dragging him into the Demon Refining Realm, nor did he lament his bad luck in suffering this calamity. Instead, his mind was preoccupied with another insignificant matter—

"Alas, Guo Tingshu, it's not a big deal if you die here, but the cave heaven left behind by Fellow Daoist Li has not yet been returned to his hometown. He made a solemn promise to do this back then, but unexpectedly he still broke his promise."

Memories of the past flashed through Guo Tingshu's mind like a revolving lantern. Since he began cultivating, he had met many people, including many good people and many bad people—but in fact, most of them were neither good nor bad.

The green python before him was also a demon that was neither good nor bad. Perhaps it had only sensed the blood amber in the leather pouch at his waist, and thus its greed had been stirred, turning it from a demon that was neither good nor bad into a "bad demon" that was to be detrimental to him.

But if they had met in the mortal world instead of in the Demon Refining Realm, and I was not the natural enemy of the Azure Python, so I wouldn't have any innate hostility, and I also had a felt hat to conceal my human aura, perhaps I could have a nice drink with it in a less tense environment and become friends.

"Wait, natural enemy?"

A sudden inspiration struck Guo Tingshu.

Even a fool can have a stroke of genius; Guo Tingshu felt that he had just gained some insight.

The eagle's iron beak is like a hook, making it a natural nemesis of snakes and pythons!

"Natural enemies counteract each other, bloodline suppression..."

In the blink of an eye, the instinct for survival and the insights gained from days of arduous practice merged completely!

Guo Tingshu mustered his last breath, which was about to dissipate, and stopped resisting the immense force that was entangling him. Instead, he poured all his remaining blood and energy into his right arm, which could still move slightly.

He brought his five fingers together, his knuckles cracking, and his wrist twisted inwards in a strange way. Under the influence of his blood and energy and his mental focus, his entire palm subtly outlined a sharp shape like an eagle's beak.

The next moment, Guo Tingshu let out a hoarse growl, and his eagle beak, which was filled with all his energy, fiercely pecked down at the "seven-inch" vital point where the green python's blood circulation was most stagnant!