Was he trying to seize their territory? Guanyin stared speechlessly at Snake Demon, and the Bodhisattvas behind her looked just as speechless. Nie Xiaoqian and the others were almost sick to their stomachs. The sight of Snake Demon standing on the second floor, waving his fan, made them want to punch him.
Snake Demon Scholar was smug-utterly smug. Success had put a spring in his step. My forces might be small, but my backer is powerful enough. Haitian City is formidable, sure. Plenty of Heavenly Immortals, some Golden Immortals, and now even a whole crowd of Quasi-Saints. But what can you do to me?
Snake Demon savored the moment. He had no strength to speak of, but showing off in front of powerful people felt fantastic.
He waved his fan as he looked across at them. That's right, I'm taking your territory. Got a problem with that?
"I fucking want to punch him!" Two jets of white vapor shot from Old Ox's nostrils.
"Count me in. That bastard deserves a beating!" Monkey was getting irritated too.
Nie Xiaoqian wanted to crush him to death with one squeeze. So this bastard was behind the calamity Haitian faced today.
The lesser demons below also stared blankly at Scholar, unsure whether they should beg for mercy.
"Demons of Haitian, listen up! This is your last chance. Submit to me, submit to Great Sage Kunpeng, and you can still survive today!" Snake Demon felt he had finally moved beyond playing mind games. Overwhelming people with sheer power really did feel different.
"Bastard!" Yinglong almost coughed up blood. Not only did Snake Demon disregard his leader, Natural Daoist, he did not take the Western Sea Aquatic Tribe seriously at all.
"I'm going to kill him!" Even Northern Dipper Star Lord beside him could not stand