Parting Is Imminent

When Medusa returned to the main hall of the Divine Temple, the Four Supreme Elders were already waiting there.

The Great Elder stepped forward first and dropped to one knee.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty on breaking through to the Seventh-Rank and advancing to Dou Zong!"

The three elders behind him bowed in unison, their snake tails striking the ground with considerable force.

Medusa raised a hand to signal that they could dispense with the formalities, then sat in the black stone chair at the head of the hall.

The hem of her crimson brocade robe spread out, and her incomparably bewitching face was far calmer now.

"Rise. Speak of business."

The Great Elder rose to his feet, his aged snake eyes brimming with excitement.

The Queen's breakthrough to Dou Zong meant that the Snake-People Tribe's influence on this continent had risen directly by an entire level.

The strongest person in the Jia Ma Empire was merely a Peak Dou Emperor. Queen Medusa had now surpassed that threshold.

Suppressing the excitement in his voice, he asked the question the entire tribe cared about most.

"Your Majesty, now that you are a Dou Zong, when will you lead the Snake-People Tribe out of this desert?"

Medusa was silent for a moment.

It was not as though she had never considered the question.

The Snake-People Tribe had been trapped in the Tager Desert for over a thousand years. Generations of queens had wanted to lead their people out and settle in a land rich with water and grass.

Now that she had broken through to Dou Zong, no one in the Jia Ma Empire could match her in individual combat. But she knew her own condition well. The souls within her had not completely fused, and her strength was unstable.

"My cultivation has