"What exactly do you want? Do you really think you can trample all over our Seven-Colored Snake Demon clan?!"
The Seven-Colored Snake Demon's eyes blazed with fury. Her voice echoed outside the cave abode, carrying threads of icy menace.
Behind her, more than a thousand snake demons stood ready with assorted weapons, confronting the demons opposite them.
Every snake demon wore a grim expression, fearlessly facing the encirclement of nearly three thousand demons.
At the front of the opposing ranks stood the Carp King, the Shrimp Clan Chief, and the others, their faces filled with contempt and arrogance.
"Hmph, you know better than anyone what you've done!
If you don't want to die, get on your knees and welcome our young master!"
The Carp King's voice was cold and commanding, his words brimming with an overbearing air.
"Otherwise, once our young master loses his temper, he'll turn you suicidal fools into snake soup for everyone to share!"
His threat was not empty. Whenever Wang Baishun encountered demons along the way who refused to know their place and resisted to the death,
he did indeed order them roasted without hesitation, then distributed their meat among the demons.
Faced with the Carp King's intimidation, the Seven-Colored Snake Demon refused to back down. She sneered and replied:
"Hmph, what good is all that big talk? Come at us if you've got the guts!
Our Seven-Colored Snake Demon clan isn't to be trifled with. We won't let you butcher us like the other demons!
If we fight, at least half your demons will die. I advise you to leave at once, and we can both pretend nothing happened!"
A Snake Demon Ancestor stood with twin swords in his hands, an icy aura radiating from his body. His voice seemed capable of piercing the