Just as Ye Chenfeng was about to pluck the king of the Yun Teng mushrooms, he felt as if a pair of icy pupils had locked onto him from behind, and a faint rustling noise occasionally reached his ears.
Ye Chenfeng had no time to think further, and suddenly dashed forward ten meters before turning around to see a giant yellow python at least twenty meters long, with a body as thick as a huge barrel and covered in yellow patterns, a terrifying sight to behold.
From the mouth of the giant yellow python flickered its forked tongue, and it occasionally exhaled a kind of mist, which must be the source of the poisonous gas in the valley. It seemed this was no ordinary python! Even in the world five hundred years later, Ye Chenfeng had never seen such a species.
