Boom!
Yao Xiaotian's thousand-zhang serpent body resembled a moving black mountain range.
It coiled above the clouds, its pitch-black scales gleaming with an eerie luster.
Crack!
The powerful pressure shattered space with cracks!
Faint blue demonic patterns spread across the scales, like ancient, evil runes dancing.
Although he was only a One-star Dou Saint, the sinister aura unique to the Nine Nether Underworld Python Clan—
Boom!
—surged like a black tidal wave, instantly dyeing everything within a hundred li into an inky ocean.
Crack!!
As the serpent body moved, space continuously collapsed like fragile glass.
Pitch-black spatial turbulence raged out from within.
Like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, it issued chilling hisses.
Boom!
Another figure tore through the void at the same time!
Great Elder Yao Ming's hunched body floated on the other side.
Hiss!
His withered fingers slowly stroked the snake-headed cane.
The Nine Nether Demonic Crystal embedded in its head exhaled icy mist like a living creature!
Hiss!
The mist swiftly condensed beneath his feet into a domain of frost.
Within this domain, the temperature plunged sharply, and the air seemed frozen into icy particles.
Though this old monster was also a One-star Dou Saint, his aura was more solid and weighty than Yao Xiaotian's.
Clearly, he had immersed himself in this realm for many years and possessed a deep foundation.
"Arrogant brat!"
"Do you truly think the Nine Nether Underworld Python Clan has no one left?!"
Yao Xiaotian roared furiously, his voice rolling like thunder exploding beside their ears.
Xiao Yan had openly provoked the entire Nine Nether Underworld Python Clan and even uttered wild boasts!
He wanted to conquer their entire clan, as though Xiao Yan did not consider them worth his notice at all.
His actions!
Could be said to have ground the face