The Mantra Snake was not something that Tang San could contend with in terms of speed or strength. As the snake's head pounced, Tang San stepped on the Ghost Shadow Steps and his body slightly shook, already moving horizontally three feet away. Tang San knew that for himself, there was only one chance, if he couldn't succeed, then the Mantra Snake would never be fooled again.
At the critical moment, Tang San made a decisive move, transferring almost all of his Xuan Tian Gong's power to his hands. Blue light flickered in his palms as he drew in and released with his left hand, and under the effect of Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his body changed positions once again.
The Mantra Snake suddenly felt a suction force coming from the side of its head, and its snake head involuntarily turned around. At this time, it was about to close its mouth because it had pounced on Tang San.
A blue light suddenly appeared out of thin air, quietly waiting there. Just as the cobra's head turned around, just before its mouth closed, Puff---
The nearly four-meter-long snake body stiffened for an instant, and the two-foot-short sword had already been completely inserted into the snake's mouth. The next moment, the mandrake snake's body moved violently, and for a time, the ground was flying with sand and stones. Wherever its hard body swept past, whether it was shrubs or small trees, they seemed to have been baptized by a tornado, with broken branches and leaves scattered everywhere.
After thrusting out that one sword with all his might, Tang San's feet tapped on the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and he quickly retreated. Just in time to dodge the sweep of the Mantra Snake's tail by a hair's breadth. As the saying goes, "a hundred-legged bug dies but does not stiffen", regarding the snake's special characteristics, Tang San would never think that the Mantra Snake would die immediately.
"Little Three." The urgent cry from the Master shocked Tang San awake. He knew that everything he had just done was now inevitably exposed to the Master's eyes. His soul did not belong to this world, and all of this was obviously something that could not be known by anyone. What to do?
Kill the master to silence him? Tang San believed that with the Silent Sleeve Arrow's attacking power and special properties, he had at least a 70% chance of succeeding. Luo Sanpao no longer had the ability to attack at this time. But how could he possibly do such a thing? The master was his teacher, although they had only spent a few days together, but had already gained Tang San's sincere respect. No way, could only lie.
A deliberate stumble underfoot, and Tang San directly rolled to the ground.
The master stretched out a hand to support him, after all, he was also a 29th-level Soul Master. Although his martial soul was somewhat different, his soul power was still there. He held onto Tang San with one hand and asked, "Little Three, how are you?"
"Teacher, you scared me to death. Why didn't the snake chase after us?"
The master glared at the cobra that was wreaking havoc and scolded, "How could you have let go so suddenly? Do you know how dangerous this is?"
Actually, the master saw much less than Tang San had imagined. After all, it was in the middle of the night and the master didn't have that kind of visual ability like Tang San's Purple Extreme Magic Eye. In the darkness, the master only vaguely saw Tang San's body retreating backwards, and also the light flashing on that blue short sword. As for the sound of the sleeve arrow hitting the Salamander Snake's body, the master hadn't even noticed it.
"I don't know what happened either, I had sweat on my hands and it felt like the sword suddenly slipped. Teacher, I think I just stabbed that snake with the short sword you gave me."
He pulled up Tang San's hand, and his palm was indeed covered in cold sweat. The master guessed that Tang San had been stung by the Mantra Snake, and it was very likely that he had been stung by the snake's vital point. Otherwise, how could this ferocious and poisonous soul beast suddenly stop attacking?
"Don't go past, wait and see. The vitality of the snake-type soul beast is extremely strong, it's not that easy to die."
Tang San was panting heavily, this wasn't him pretending, he had already become somewhat exhausted.
Facing the powerful soul beast, the hundred-year-old Mandrake snake, he had already used his full strength in that instant earlier. If that one move of Controlling the Dragon hadn't sucked the Saloman Snake's head over, then the outcome would have been completely different.
After this narrow escape, Tang San had already secretly decided that once he returned, he would definitely think of a way to arm himself as much as possible. Before his Xuan Tian Gong was complete, various mechanical hidden weapons were clearly the best choice, and also what Tang San was most skilled at.
The two masters and apprentices stood far away, carefully observing the calmness of the Mandra snake's frantic struggle from Seth's bottom, its body constantly twisting on the ground, causing all the plants on the ground to break and reveal the mud underneath.
The master gave Tang San a treasured sword. Although it was only one foot two inches long, it was enough to pierce the brain of the Mantra Snake. It was a fatal wound.
As he watched the struggles of the Mandrake snake grow weaker and weaker, Master finally gradually let out a breath, and then his facial expression began to change, with the previous panic gradually turning into wild joy. "Great, this is really great. Little Three, your soul ring has fallen."
"Teacher, what did you say? You can't be referring to this snake?" Tang San looked at his master in surprise.
The master nodded seriously, "That's right, it is. The Mandrake snake grows one centimeter for every year it survives before reaching a thousand years of cultivation. This Mandrake snake is almost four meters long, which means it has nearly 400 years of cultivation. Just enough to be close to the limit of a Soul Master absorbing their first soul ring. With your innate full-soul power, absorbing its soul ring will be no problem."
"But, teacher. My martial soul is a plant, and this Mantra Snake is a beast-type soul beast. Can I make it into a soul ring? Won't there be a conflict?" Tang San asked doubtfully.