Though the python demon's physical body had been destroyed, its Primordial Spirit remained intact.
A mass of dark green Primordial Spirit drifted out from its body.
The python demon stared at Jiang Yuechu in horror. The vertical pupil within its dark green Primordial Spirit was filled with disbelief.
Compared to the strength Jiang Yuechu had displayed,
what it found even more absurd was... that she had actually attacked without a word of warning?!
This was Wanchuan!
Elder Tianzhu was seated less than thirty feet away!
What status did Qingyuan hold?
He was Elder Tianzhu's trusted general.
Even when beating a dog, one had to consider its master... Did she truly take Elder Tianzhu for mere decoration?!
At that thought,
the python demon's Primordial Spirit abruptly turned in midair and looked pleadingly toward the old man atop the platform.
"Elder... look at her..."
"..."
The several trusted Great Demons all held their breath, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Demon Emperor Juechen's legs had gone weak, cold sweat streaming continuously down his forehead.
Every gaze converged on the old man seated upon the stone platform.
Elder Tianzhu slightly raised his eyelids and looked down indifferently. Then he suddenly gave a soft laugh. "Let us set aside for now whether Your Excellency is truly a True Dragon..."
"But with this arrogance that regards all beneath heaven as nothing... it does rather match the True Dragon temperament recorded in ancient texts..."
Upon hearing this,
the python demon's Primordial Spirit shuddered violently.
Demon Emperor Juechen, meanwhile, let out a long breath of turbid air.
It seemed his adoptive father intended to endure this.
So long as he could keep this mighty True Dragon in Wanchuan, what did one Qingyuan matter?
Yet before Demon Emperor Juechen could finish catching his breath,
Elder Tianzhu's tone suddenly