Though the python demon's body had been destroyed, its Primordial Spirit had survived.
A dark green Primordial Spirit drifted out of its body.
The python demon stared at Jiang Yuechu in horror, the slit pupils within its dark green Primordial Spirit filled with disbelief.
Compared to the strength Jiang Yuechu had displayed,
what struck it as even more absurd was... she had actually dared to attack over a single disagreement?!
This was the Forgotten River!
Tianzhu Elder was sitting just thirty feet away!
Who was Qingyuan?
A trusted general who served Tianzhu Elder.
Even when beating a dog, you had to consider its master... did she really think Tianzhu Elder was just here for decoration?!
At that thought,
the python demon's Primordial Spirit abruptly turned in midair, looking to the elder on the raised dais for help.
"Elder... look at what she..."
"..."
The trusted Great Demons all held their breath, not daring to make a sound.
Demon Emperor Juechen's legs went weak, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.
Every gaze converged on the elder atop the stone dais.
Tianzhu Elder lifted his eyelids slightly and looked down indifferently, then suddenly chuckled. "Leaving aside whether you are a True Dragon..."
"That arrogance of yours, which regards everything beneath heaven as nothing... does rather match the nature of True Dragons recorded in ancient texts..."
At those words,
the python demon's Primordial Spirit shuddered violently.
Demon Emperor Juechen let out a long, stale breath.
It seemed his foster father intended to swallow this insult.
As long as they could keep this mighty True Dragon at the Forgotten River, what did a mere Qingyuan matter?
But before Demon Emperor Juechen could finish catching his breath,
Tianzhu Elder abruptly changed his tone.
"However..."
Tianzhu Elder fixed his eyes on Jiang Yuechu, his voice icy.