"Roaaar!"
On Oxback Mountain, a chant-like roar suddenly rang out, much like the bellowing of an ox, yet not quite.
The sound was deep and heavy, carrying an indescribable pressure. Lesser demons lacking in strength all trembled beneath that chant, unable to stop themselves from dropping to their knees in worship.
Even demons of considerable strength, who had cultivated for centuries, felt uneasy in their hearts, fear arising within them for no reason.
This was no illusion, nor was it a supreme expert using sheer presence to suppress others. It was a suppression from the depths of their bloodlines—the innate oppressive force possessed by those at the very top of the food chain!
"This is... a dragon's... chant..." An ancient old demon could hardly believe it!
"A dragon? Huanzhang has successfully transformed into a Flood Dragon!" An Demon King's expression shifted.
Even Demon Kings of the Grotto-Heaven Realm felt the oppressive force of a supreme predator at this moment and were clearly affected by it.
Even Cao Ziqi, whose momentum was like a rainbow and who seemed poised to sweep through every Demon King on Oxback Mountain without an equal, had his expression change drastically. "A Flood Dragon?!"
"What a Huanzhang!"
"What a scheme to deceive Heaven and cross the sea!"
Without a sound, he had deceived everyone. Even the Demon Kings of the Demon Race had been kept in the dark. By the time they reacted, it was already too late!
The White Python Demon King Huanzhang had already succeeded in transforming into a Flood Dragon!
"The transformation is not yet complete. Huanzhang still has the final two steps to take!" an elder expert from a sect shouted.
At those words, the sect experts and Demon Kings who had been intimidated by the Flood Dragon's chant all came to