At that moment, a tiny crimson dot abruptly appeared at the edge of the sky. In the blink of an eye, it shot toward the massive city with a shrill whistle through the air.
Not long after the crimson dot appeared, the guards atop the city walls spotted it...
At once, following the sound of an alarm, countless snake people raised their poison spears high, ready to shoot down the approaching figure at any moment.
When the crimson figure was about a hundred meters from the city, it suddenly halted in midair. A somewhat boorish shout rang out: "Yan Ci, Chief of the Flame Serpent Tribe, has come to pay respects to Her Majesty the Queen!"
The thunderous roar continued to echo, making the ears of all those with low cultivation ache. He showed no consideration for his own kind at all.
Beneath the sand, Xiao Yan shook his ears, his face slightly pale. One of the Snake People Race's leaders had arrived...
Xiao Yi Xian secretly glanced at the fiery-red snake person figure, inwardly surprised as well. She had not expected the first to arrive to be a Snake People Race leader she had barely seen before.
The original Mo Bass was already dead. Yet the one who had appeared was the hot-tempered leader of the Flame Serpent Tribe. Who knew whether the plot would undergo some strange changes.
Inside the spacious and luxurious hall, a graceful figure leaned lightly against the back of her chair, looking somewhat weary. From time to time, her lazy gaze swept over the empty purple crystal throne atop the platform, and she could not help shaking her head helplessly.
Rubbing her smooth forehead with a slender hand, joy suddenly appeared on the woman's lovely face. She lifted her head toward the outside