Liu Bai then looked at Xiao Yi Xian. Understanding his meaning, Xiao Yi Xian raised her hand, and the power of space surged forth as she vanished from where she stood.
He could leave the rest here to Yao Ming.
With his former authority, coupled with his current Late-Stage Two-Star Dou Saint strength, controlling and reclaiming the Nine Serene Deep Earth Python Tribe's power would be far too easy.
In the blink of an eye, three days quietly passed.
Inside the main hall of the Nine Serene Deep Earth Python Tribe, the atmosphere was solemn and grave.
The entire hall was built from massive black stones. It stood a hundred zhang tall and was incomparably spacious.
Eerie blue flames burned at the four corners of the hall, casting the entire chamber in shifting light and shadow. At the very center of the hall stood an enormous pitch-black throne carved with countless serpent patterns.
This throne had been used by generations of Nine Serene Deep Earth Python Tribe chiefs. It was said to have existed for tens of thousands of years and contained the aura and majesty of every former chief.
At this moment, Liu Bai sat high in the seat of honor, dressed in a green robe, his expression calm.
He sat there without the slightest trace of aura leaking from his body, yet he naturally possessed an authority that made others dare not meet his gaze.
Qing Lin and Xiao Yi Xian sat to his left and right.
Qing Lin held the Nine Serene Scepter in her hand. The scepter faintly resonated with the Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils within her, making her aura several degrees stronger than it had been three days ago.
She had already taken Yao Xiao Tian and the Great Elder into the space within