It should be known that, for magical beasts, the suppression exerted by a superior bloodline over an inferior one was extremely terrifying.
It had nothing to do with strength.
For example, even if an ordinary Rock Snake cultivated to the Eighth Order,
it would still be suppressed before an Ancient Sky Snake at the third or fourth order of its juvenile stage.
Moreover, deep in its heart, it would feel reverence.
Its instincts would make it afraid to attack.
And what Queen Medusa encountered at this moment was precisely this situation.
She did not know why, but the human before her had actually made her feel this way.
If she had not been stronger than this human, she might not even have dared to look directly at him.
Furthermore, the moment she saw this human, a faint sense of goodwill had risen within her heart.
Under normal circumstances, this little bit of goodwill would have meant nothing.
Even with that goodwill, if she knew he possessed a Heavenly Flame, Medusa would have attacked immediately.
But coupled with the suppression coming from him, Medusa had no desire to make a move at all.
If evolving her bloodline, breaking through to Dou Zong, and leading the Snake People Tribe out of the Tagor Desert had not always been Medusa's goal and dream,
she might have turned around and left, or even submitted to this human.
Although the Snake People Tribe was not made up of magical beasts,
their cultivation methods were the same as those of humans.
Most demi-human races were basically like this.
However, there was one exception with the Snake People Tribe.
From childhood, they were infused with companion Snake Spirits.
This could indeed improve their talent.
However, as the degree of their fusion with their Snake Spirits gradually deepened,