Seeing the massive, three-headed python lunge toward him, Shen Lang was completely unfazed.
He didn't even raise his Immortal Celestial Saber, as if everything before him was merely an illusion.
The next second, Lan Mengling bit her lip and shouted coldly, "Scram!"
At her cold shout, the menacing three-headed python shuddered. Its aura plummeted, and it instantly prostrated itself on the ground.
Then, like a docile kitten, it cautiously slithered a short distance away, moving past Shen Lang and disappearing into the dark, deep cavern.
She had wanted to use the Demon Beast from the magma to scare Shen Lang, but it hadn't worked at all. Lan Mengling's chest heaved a few times, and she let out a soft hmph.
Spirit Light flashed in Lan Mengling's palm as she prepared to cast a restriction, but Shen Lang, who was beside her, reached out and stopped her.
"What are you doing?" Lan Mengling asked irritably.
