Should he save his own life and abandon the Nether Serpent Clan, or protect the entire clan, fight to the death, and wait for reinforcements?
"Something's wrong. Something doesn't add up. I may have been thrown off by Clan Leader Bolin and Nicholas's analysis. That Mid-level God from the Azure Dragon Clan—never mind that Nicholas couldn't sense his strength. With my soul cultivation, there are only a few people in the entire Infernal Realm who can hide their strength from me. If he really were such an expert, he wouldn't need to hide it."
"He's most likely really just a Mid-level God. He's simply fused many of the Laws and Mysteries of Earth. He may have fused five, which would let him easily kill a Six-Star Fiend."
At that thought, the Underworld Serpent Ancestor suddenly saw things clearly.
With one less Asura-level threat on the other side, he felt more confident.
Even a Mid-level God with Five-Fusion strength was only as powerful as a Seven-Star Fiend.
"The other side is short one Asura-level expert. I only need to deal with two Asura-level experts at once. That's no problem at all."
As a Super Divine Beast, he had every reason to be confident.
Though the Underworld Serpent was still wary of the group before him, he relaxed considerably now that he understood the situation. Time was on their side, anyway.
If they could keep this group occupied until reinforcements arrived, they still had a chance to wipe them all out.
Without these experts, the Four Divine Beasts Clan would remain a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Watching the group draw closer, now within range of his Innate Divine Ability, the Underworld Serpent steeled himself.
"I have to eliminate that Mid-level God first. Even if we win this battle, if he escapes,