The Way of Spiritual Journey

Chapter 3, Back to the Desperate Situation

"what!"

Li Lang didn't have time to use his head; he used a back-touching technique, clearly aiming for a comminuted fracture.

Li Lang let out a symbolic shout to express his intense dissatisfaction. What happened to the promised instant ascension? This can't be so shameless!

Of course, there are still bottom lines. These bottom lines are soft ground.

"squeak!"

At that moment, a deep and angry roar resounded, followed by a fierce mountain wind howling, as if a ferocious beast had been born.

At the same moment, the soft ground beneath Li Lang's back came to life, launching him away again with a single ricochet.

Li Lang, who was flying in the air, stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with shock.

What kind of soft ground is that? It's clearly a giant blue python. Saying it's as strong as a mountain might be a bit of an exaggeration, but being as thick as a barrel is an apt description.

Such a giant python would be a dominant force anywhere, wouldn't it? Even if a treasure were to appear in the world, there probably wouldn't be many who would dare to compete with it.

What a coincidence! I actually ran into one today. It was a white wolf, huge in size, with fur as white as satin, and its fierce appearance suggested that it was a king among men.

The two met on this narrow path and immediately revealed their fierce nature, becoming fully alert. Their postures clearly indicated to each other that they would not back down and that the wiser one should get out of the way.

So the two sides remained locked in a stalemate from day to night, neither willing to back down, neither daring to make the first move, both waiting for an opportunity—an opportunity for one to give way and reveal a weakness.

It's obvious that these two are blessed by God; otherwise, they wouldn't have grown so big.

But from another perspective, growing big might also mean being fattened up and waiting for someone to slaughter it.

Therefore, the will of Heaven is unpredictable.

The will of Heaven is even harder to defy.

Fate allows you to live, even if you want to die. Li Lang didn't actually die. He landed squarely on the green python with a "crack," the sound of bones breaking.

It's not time to investigate how many bones Li Lang has broken yet; the green python sees him as nothing more than a pile of dung that fell from the sky.

Why would a domineering being bother with a pile of shit? It's just that the shit came too suddenly, catching the green python off guard.

Although the disturbance was so slight as to be negligible, it gave the white wolf an opportunity, and it launched an attack without hesitation.

The white wolf stomped its four hooves and charged forward with a ferocious roar and violent momentum; the green python, having lost the initiative, was not to be outdone, twisting its body and raising its large mouth to meet it.

At that moment, the earth shook violently, sand and stones flew everywhere, and the desperate struggle between the two ferocious beasts officially began.

At this moment, Li Lang was hanging on a tree.

The tree, with its crooked neck, grew on a cliff, and just happened to catch Li Lang, who was launched by the green python.

Thus, the still-shaken Li Lang witnessed this thrilling beast battle from the best vantage point.

Li Lang was still in pain, after all, he didn't know how many bones he had broken, but this pain was far less stimulating to his nerves than the sight before him.

This is a true visual feast; every frame is enough to send shivers down your spine. Under such fear, pain is completely suppressed, not daring to show itself.

In the valley, the battle between the white wolf and the green python was intense from the very beginning. They bit each other and swung their tails at each other, each move aimed to kill, fierce and forceful.

That's the visual effect, coupled with the incessant roars and howls, and the pungent smell that permeates the air, constantly assaulting the depths of Li Lang's soul.

Just then, a ray of dawn light suddenly shone into the valley. The two beasts, who had been fighting all night, suddenly fell silent without warning, and all around was peaceful.

Li Lang's eyes widened. No, they've already shaken hands and made peace?

That doesn't make sense. Shouldn't this situation result in both sides suffering heavy losses?

According to the plot, shouldn't he be the one to pick the last fruit?

Li Lang, well, he's got age, but he lacks experience. In this world, things rarely go as planned; that's just the way things are.

Okay, if there's no show to watch, then let's not watch it. It's not a big deal. Li Lang could accept this. The only problem was that as soon as the show stopped, his body started to ache, which was unpleasant.

Li Lang's eyes widened, and he frantically chanted in his mind, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Clearly, the two beasts heard Li Lang's telekinesis. They turned around simultaneously, and four beams of cold light shot precisely at Li Lang, their eyes revealing no trace of ferocity.

At that moment, Li Lang kicked his legs wildly, almost falling down in fright.

The next moment, the two beasts moved suddenly, as if in tacit agreement, and pounced on Li Lang.

"what!"

Is this even possible?

Li Lang froze, then cried out in surprise. This was completely out of character! Your life-or-death battle had nothing to do with me at all, yet they were all coming after me. This was just not a good idea.

Li Lang had no choice but to watch helplessly as the two beasts pounced on him, all he could do was curse them inwardly.

The two beasts fought fiercely all night, both suffering injuries and exhausted. When they pounced on Li Lang, it was as if they were unleashing their final burst of power, completely disregarding their own numerous wounds and gushing blood.

"Don't come any closer!" Li Lang roared in shock and anger; these were the only words he could muster at that moment.

This classic quote from a past life fits perfectly here, and even seems to be effective.

A miracle occurred.

"roar!"

The white wolf lunged diagonally, biting the green python's vital spot. At the same time, it yanked its head sharply, tearing off a large chunk of flesh in an instant, spurting out snake blood.

"squeak!"

The green python howled mournfully, realizing it had been careless; such a blow would have been fatal. But it refused to accept its fate, and its chain-like tail unleashed a domineering aura, slamming into the white wolf's head.

"Awoo!"

The white wolf swept away, its mournful howl equally piercing. The two beasts lay on the ground, barely alive, both incapacitated.

Li Lang was dumbfounded. This plot twist was too exciting! Could it really be like this?

Of course, Li Lang couldn't control how those two beasts wanted to play. At least they didn't get themselves involved, which was good enough.

The two beasts, barely alive, lay on the ground, seemingly unwilling to accept their fate. Their four eyes once again turned to Li Lang, filled with endless longing.

Li Lang's heart tightened again. Wait, even in this state, they're still thinking of him? Have these two beasts gone mad with hunger? He's not even that big of a body, is it really worth risking his life like this?

No, these two beasts aren't looking at me; they have another target.

Li Lang had a sudden realization and sensed that something was wrong.

At that moment, a rich, exotic fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and Li Lang trembled all over. He immediately felt refreshed, and the pain in his body lessened considerably.