When the giant half-rotten snake disappeared from his line of sight, Hu Fu finally regained control of his trembling body. He gasped for breath, shaking.

Just a bit, just a bit and he would have been buried in that snake’s belly!

Just now, Hu Fu was able to see that the half-rotten snake had hesitated. It seemed that it had other things to worry about.

That damned Western Tomb Divine Church. They clearly knew that such terrifying beings existed in this mystic realm and yet they allowed them to come here to pick the resurrection lily.

Hu Fu took a deep breath and suppressed his roiling thoughts. He knew that he couldn’t stay here any longer. First it was the collision of two Godfall Arts and then the appearance of that massive half-rotten snake. That was absolutely a Divine Dao level monster. This mystic realm has already become an asura battlefield. With just the smallest mistake he would die where he was, and his death would be completely worthless!

“Mister, I hope you can survive.”

Hu Fu lifted a hand and slapped his forehead. The mark left there was activated. Space fluctuated in front of him and a portal quickly appeared.

But what happened afterwards caused Hu Fu’s complexion...