They all scrambled for their firearms, retreating while firing wildly at the white python. However, the bullets striking the white python were like pebbles hitting a steel plate; they merely sparked and failed to penetrate even a fraction of an inch.
The Huo Family had a unique status, and before entering the mountains, they had managed to secure some firearms, which the relevant authorities had turned a blind eye to. However, they possessed no true high-caliber weapons like machine guns. After all, their decision to come here and seek medicine from the old apothecary was made on short notice; in their haste, such items were impossible to obtain. The most lethal things they had were hand grenades, but at this distance, no one could throw one into the cold pool.
"Master Chen, should we… should we leave?" He Daoyuan swallowed hard, his throat dry. When he and the Sect Leader had come here years ago, they hadn't encountered this monster. At the time, they had only struggled against the dense Yin-sha energy of the Yin-Ghost Formation. He hadn't expected this white python to have transcended mere beast status; it truly deserved to be called a demonic beast.
Chapter 129