Settling Old Scores, the Heavenly Venerate Arrives

Xiao Zhen sensed the battlefield of the Snake-people Empire. That towering aura of bloodshed—who knew how much cannon fodder had already died?

He made his way to the Snake-people Race's military camp, sensed several familiar auras within, and calmly walked inside.

The several Snake-people Race guards stationed at the entrance noticed nothing. They continued faithfully standing watch, completely unaware that a living person had passed right by them.

After entering the main tent, Xiao Zhen dispelled his little trick. However, his face remained shrouded in a hazy veil, preventing the others from seeing what he truly looked like.

After all, he was a fairly well-known alchemist. The Snake-people Race surely had quite a few people who had seen portraits of him.

Some matters were not convenient to expose just yet.

At the sight of the suddenly appearing figure, many Snake-people Race experts immediately assumed attacking stances.

"Human expert? Could he be from the Lion Underworld Sect?"

An old man with a goatee narrowed his sharp gaze. The long, pointed nails in his hands, enhanced by Dou Qi, could likely slice open the hide of a seventh-tier defensive magical beast with ease.

The Snake-people Race had never been especially numerous to begin with, numbering only several hundred thousand. After ruthlessly expanding their territory, they naturally could not simply exterminate every other race in the region.

To maintain control over their territory, the Snake-people Race had also gathered a large number of vassals. Aside from humans, these included the forces of several seventh-tier magical beasts.

The goateed old man from earlier was originally a seventh-tier Armor-breaking Beast. After being defeated by Queen Medusa in a single move, he obediently brought his entire family under the Snake-people Race's banner.

Within this large tent, however, the three women seated above held the highest status.