Approximately half an hour later, Lin Huang looked at the severed carcass of the Dragon Python. He then recalled the innumerable God Weapon battle swords that were gliding around like a school of fish.
The Apocalypse Dragon Python's carcass hovered in the starry heavens, its body full of wounds both deep and shallow. What had finally killed it, however, was most certainly the wound on its vital parts, which had completely sliced it in two.
Naturally, a mortal wound like that had not been caused by just a single attack.
It was the result of Lin Huang releasing more God Weapon flying daggers, utilizing fully eight sword formations, and spending more than half an hour to finally kill it.
The Apocalypse Dragon Python was undoubtedly the most powerful opponent that Lin Huang had ever encountered.
As he sensed the Apocalypse Dragon Python's life force dissipating entirely from not too far away, Lin Huang suddenly raised his brows involuntarily.