At the end of the cave, there was a colossal Bloodstream Python coiled up. Its torso was as wide as a water barrel, and even if it was coiled up, it could still be seen that its length was at least thirty metres long. There were lines on its body that looked like they had been rubbed on with blood.
This was naturally the origin of the name of Bloodstream Python, and these blood streams were still releasing a fishy smell, containing strong poison.
Ling Han frowned. Previously, though the Bloodstream Pythons had also exuded an air of strong poison, it was far from being as strong as this. He only had to hold his breath for a moment, and he would be fine. However, this Bloodstream Python in front of him was too big, and the air of strong poison it exuded was also stronger.