The Amethyst Winged Lion King looked at the people from the Heavenly Snake Mansion surrounding him on all sides. All of them had unfurled their Dou Qi Wings; at a rough glance, there were nearly a hundred.
Among them were several figures standing upon empty air, terrifying auras radiating from their bodies.
The Heavenly Snake Mansion truly deserved its standing as a top faction of the Northwest Continent. The Jia Ma Empire could not compare. In the Jia Ma Empire, a Dou Wang ranked among the ten strongest, but here, one was merely a lowly deacon.
Only a Dou Zong could be called an elder!
Facing so many powerful opponents, the Amethyst Winged Lion King showed not a trace of fear. Purple flame filled the sky around him as he confronted them.
At the head of the Heavenly Snake Mansion's group stood a white-bearded elder, his hunched figure leaning on a snake-headed cane. His sinister eyes swept over the Amethyst Winged Lion King, and upon sensing the seventh-tier strength of both beasts, his pupils abruptly contracted.
When he looked at the chariot behind the two, it seemed shrouded in mist, impossible to see clearly, and he inwardly groaned.
Using seventh-rank magical beasts as mounts-even the Heavenly Snake Mansion lacked the confidence to do such a thing.
Every seventh-tier magical beast king possessed its own pride. Even though the Heavenly Snake Mansion had special methods that allowed them to coexist peacefully with snake-type magical beasts, even they could not make seventh-rank magical beasts serve as mounts.
These visitors meant trouble!
Yet with countless people in the city watching, he could not let the Heavenly Snake Mansion lose its prestige. This was truly thorny.
The elder made his judgment in an instant. Gazing at the Amethyst Winged Lion King, he said calmly,