Hearing the words between master and servant, it was as if they had actually taken him for a fish on the chopping block, to be carved up however they pleased. Nine-Headed Ancestor was naturally furious.
As a Demon Race cultivator of the Lihe Realm, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
Anger was anger, but after witnessing Yue'er's divine abilities and methods, he did not dare be the slightest bit careless.
With a sweep of his sleeve, surging demonic power rushed out in a torrent.
After seeing the fate of the Mysterious Venerable of the Nine Heavens, this old fellow very wisely did not try to mobilize the vital energy of heaven and earth.
Sure enough, the magic power within his body could be driven at will, and that made him let out a great breath of relief.
Cracking and popping sounds entered the ear. Nine-Headed Ancestor's clothes were stretched until they burst, and his body swelled explosively.
He transformed into a nine-headed great snake.
His body was over a hundred zhang long, jet-black and glossy, his scales flashing with keen light. Though he was a snake, judging by that aura, even a Flood Dragon would seem like an ant beside him.
A fifth-rank Demon Race member—this was his true appearance.
And his Demon Core hung high above the nine heads, light flickering from it, faintly emitting a soul-seizing aura.
Roar!
The snake's tail lashed, his great mouths opened, and he spat out nine beams of light as thick as yellow buckets. Then, after a flicker, each beam of light actually broke apart halfway through.
They turned into countless little snakes.
They were only about a foot long, but their numbers were astonishing in the extreme, packed densely together, numbering in the tens of thousands.
And the great snake's aura