The iron-horned bull stood before Shi Lang, and upon hearing the provocation, the spirit beast charged forward to attack the human. Shi Lang tilted his head to the side and channeled spirit energy in his right arm before raising it and slapping the beast.
The iron-horned bull snorted, and its eyes turned red. It was even more enraged that the young man before him was attempting to defend himself with a slap. Shi Lang could read the emotions in the eyes of the beast. It was angry, filled with disdain.
However, Shi Lang did not bother with anything. He stepped forward, and just when the bull was within reach, he stepped to the side and clasped the curving horn. Using his foot as a pivot, the young man controlled the beast to turn to the side abruptly by shifting his weight.
The bull did not expect this guy to be so strong when his weight turned to the side, and he ran in a curve before its head collided with a huge boulder. The beast was strong, and it cracked its way through the boulder. However, the impact made him a bit dizzy. The beast shook its head, but Shi Lang appeared next to it this time. The young man clenched his fist and said, "Lighting Fist."
The punch landed directly on the side of the bullhead. The impact raised a dust cloud, and the huge beast flew away. It landed ten meters away after colliding with a lot of trees. Shi Lang walked over and found that his punch only knocked out the beast and did not kill it. He pursued his lips and stomped on the beast's neck. The beast opened its eyes from the pain, but then life seeped out of its body.
Shi Lang waved his hand and carried away the corpse before leaving. On the way back, he killed a few beasts, but most were scared away by his terrible aura. Shi Lang shook his head and camp back to the camp. The disciples were still doing everything in the right order. He jumped inside the barrier and sat down on the boulder.
This was the first time he had witnessed a beast tide, and Bo Qingtan told him that beasts would attack them in waves. Shi Lang said, "I dealt with the Beast Soldier behind these guys, play with peace in mind. You will not be in trouble."
The disciples thanked them and then fought the enemies quickly. Shi Lang closed his eyes in meditation. Conversely, the disciples struggled to keep up with the trouble. A few minutes later, a Deacon arrived on the barrier. The terran stood up from the boulder and bowed to the man.
The Deacon said, "Junior Shi Lang, there is a situation."
Shi Lang asked solemnly, "Please tell me, Senior."
The Deacon replied, "Disciple Bo and his group encountered nine-ring snakes. They did not suffer any wounds, but they had been exposed to toxic air for a prolonged time and needed an antidote. If the Deacons are to chase after the Beast General leading the snakes, then if any stronger beast decides to attack, the disciples might not be able to fight back."
Shi Lang nodded and asked, "So you wish to send me to find the Beast General and bring the gall from its corpse?"
The Deacon nodded. Shi Lang thought briefly and said, "I shall go now. Would it be alright if I visit the site where Brother Bo had been fighting?"
The Deacon said, "Yes, please go ahead. I will be here to handle the situation between you and the rest of the people."
Shi Lang bowed with his arms arched, jumped off the barrier, and moved through the beast tide toward where Bo Qingtan and the rest were. They had one elder in the Immortal King realm and Ten Deacons in the quasi-king realm. They were all significantly stronger than the disciples.
Shi Lang met a variety of beasts on the way and slayed those who attacked him. He spotted the disciples from various groups and found them working with haphazard coordination. The terran did not interfere as it was not his duty. Every disciple leading a group was a prideful genius. If he were to go and give advice, it might hurt them.
The terran quickly reached a spot, finding the ground scorched and the air pungent. He sighed and used the spirit energy to cordon off the venom. He sighed and found four deacons guarding the disciples behind them.
The terran approached a deacon and asked, "Senior, how long do they have before the condition worsens?"
The Deacon sighed and said, "The poison had entered their bloodstream. It is eroding their spirit energy. They have four hours before a pill refiner can help them."
Shi Lang nodded and did not say anything. He looked at the corpses scattered around the spot and moved deeper into the mountains. The terran tapped on his communicator twice and sent a few probes to sample the air around Bo Qingtan and the rest.
Then the probes were sent ahead in different directions to check the same content spread throughout the mountain. Shi Lang did not know the poison's contents, but he was sure that he would not be able to heal the people without the gall from the commander of the snakes.
The spirit beast was intelligent when it saw that the humans had been injured. This thing decided to rush away to save its kin. The terran searched around for two hours when suddenly, the communicator went off. Shi Lang did not waste time and directly rushed over to deal with things.
His speed was fast, and it took him a few minutes to locate a cave, but he did not rush in. The air around the cave was highly contaminated. If he were to rush in, he would also get poisoned. The snakes in the surrounding will also alert the boss.
Thinking about it, he circulated his spiritual lighting energy. The poison around him repelled quickly. This was a quality of his lightning energy. It was a bane to the demonic energy and purified things like poison.
The only drawback was the consumption of spiritual energy. The Terran thought of something and pricked his finger. A drop of blood fell to the ground, and began to squirm. The drop of blood absorbed spiritual energy from the surroundings and transformed into a clone.
Shi Lang used the Shura clone technique after a long time. The clone nodded to the main body before it charged through the thicket and appeared before the guarding spirit snakes.
The clone did not waste time and struck the snake closest to it. The lightning fist was good enough to crush the skull of a beast and enrage the rest of the guards. The clone killed a few of them before he rushed away. The guardians hissed and chased after him.
The coast was clear as the decoy worked perfectly. Shi Lang did not miss the chance and rushed ahead. The cave had a lower ceiling, and Shi Lang had to bend his back to walk inside. The terran had commanded a few probes to check the inside for the spirit beast he was looking for.
This cave had a few branches drilled inside the mountain. However, they were all empty. Shi Lang converged his breath and concealed his aura. The probes had located the spirit beast he was looking for, and Shi Lang could tell this guy was stronger than the rest.
The reason was not only size but also the signs of mutation that he found on the snake's physique. A nine-ring snake had nine white rings over its black body. However, this guy had twelve of them. The size of this snake was twice as long the body was as wide as a tree trunk.
The snare of this snake had bone shards coming out from the sides, unlike the rest of its kin. Suddenly, Shi Lang froze in his steps. He cursed, 'They fucked up; this is not a normal spirit general-level beast but a Snake King.'
Shi Lang noticed a jewel etched on the forehead of the snake. This guy was the driving force behind the beast tide. The terran sighed and surrendered to his fate. He had to move forward and confront this enemy. But he would not act like a fool and just fight head-on.
If he learned anything in the Federal Military, that if the enemy was stronger, you drag them down to your level before you fight head-on or kill them before they can use all their skills. Shi Lang knew that he could not kill this beast king with that ease.
So, he decided to use a few tricks. Shi Lang cut his thumb and dropped five drops of blood on the ground. Soon five clones emerged. The Terran did not act himself but used the clones to test whether the tricks in his arsenal would be worth it. The Ace was going to unleash his cards.