The Demon Blade in hand, the blood Qi is chilling.
Li Zheng's heart skipped a beat, a surge of rage almost erupted, but he forcibly suppressed it with his spiritual power.
Thunder Wing tore through the sky, leaving only a long streak of blue mixed with purple, traversing hundreds of meters in an instant.
"Found it!"
With spiritual power released, Li Zheng barely exceeded fifty meters before spotting the mutant "Perrick" ahead.
Perrick had lost all human form, resembling a super-sized python, coiled there with its head buried under its body, seemingly asleep.
Calm and quiet like a large heap of flesh.
[Perrick, Weakness: Low temperature.
After transforming into this form, he also acquired some characteristics of snake-like creatures, becoming sluggish in low temperatures, even hibernating.]
Old Prel timely provided a reminder, and Li Zheng understood clearly, his thoughts moved.
