When the three arrived outside the Ancient City, more than a dozen powerful figures had already gathered before them.
Among them were both humans and magical beasts. The strongest was actually an eighth-rank magical beast, an earth-yellow giant snake a hundred zhang long. A terrifying aura radiated from his enormous eyes, and the surrounding humans and beasts all obediently kept their distance.
At the sight of Xiao Yan and his two companions, the giant snake's previously calm eyes shifted slightly.
"You three, is there an inheritance left behind by an ancient powerhouse of my snake race inside?"
To think an eighth-rank magical beast was hiding in the Tagor Desert. It seems the Northwest Continent has more experts than appearances would suggest...
The thought passed silently through Xiao Yan's mind. He then looked at the earth-yellow giant snake and said calmly, "That's right. Inside is the Seven-Colored Demon Saint's Inheritance, left behind by that ancient powerhouse."
At Xiao Yan's words, a gleam immediately appeared in the giant snake's eyes.
"To think I only intended to cultivate in the Tagor Desert for a while, yet I would stumble upon an inheritance left by an ancient powerhouse of my snake race!
"Hahahaha! Boy, the three of you should leave at once. Once I obtain the Demon Saint Inheritance, I might reward you if I'm in a good mood."
Delight flashed through the yellow giant snake's eyes. He then swept a cold gaze over the surrounding Dou Wangs and Dou Emperors. "Why haven't you scrammed yet? Do you want to stay behind as my rations?"
At those words, fear appeared in the eyes of the humans and magical beasts, and they actually withdrew.
In a place like the Northwest Continent, where powerful experts were scarce, a Dou Zun or an eighth-rank magical beast could