The Eight Great Commanders

"?! Humans are approaching! Hurry and report to the queen!"

On the city wall, a Snake-People guard on lookout spotted several figures approaching in the distance and hurriedly shouted to the Snake-People behind him.

Inside the spacious, luxurious hall, a graceful figure leaned lightly against the throne, looking somewhat weary. Occasionally, her languid gaze swept over the few Snake-People below.

Rubbing her smooth forehead with a slender hand, Queen Medusa raised her head to look outside the hall. A pitch-black shadow shot inside like lightning.

"Reporting to the queen! Several humans are approaching the Holy City!"

"They're finally here..." Queen Medusa straightened up from her throne, her languor swept away.

She waved a hand casually, and the Snake-People guard who had delivered the report withdrew from the hall.

Yesterday, the commanders of the Eight Great Tribes, except for Yue Mei, had all arrived at the Snake-People Holy City.

As it turned out, after the four snake women under Yue Mei's command had split up and fled to several nearby Snake-People tribes, they had embellished the events at the oasis and told the tribal commanders.

Those commanders had used the Snake-People Tribe's unique method of communication to notify the other major tribes.

Soon, the commanders of the Eight Great Tribes, apart from Yue Mei, had all gathered at the Snake-People Holy City and reported the matter to Queen Medusa, who had been preparing to evolve through a secret technique.

Those four snake women had only seen Luo Yang, so the Snake-People Tribe knew nothing of Tushan Rongrong, Qing Lin, or Hai Bodong's existence.

But the seasoned Queen Medusa had guessed that a mere Dou Emperor would not dare invade the Snake-People Tribe alone; he presumably had accomplices. Sure enough, the soldier's report just now had confirmed her guess.

"Your Majesty, I volunteer to fight first! I will cut off that human's head and present it to Your Majesty..."

The speaker was a male Snake-Person with a somewhat brawny build, a thin garment draped casually over his body.

His arms were covered with strange black tattoos. Where the tattoos reached his palms, they formed two savage-looking black snake heads.

He was Mo Bass, commander of the Black Snake Tribe, a Dou Wang expert.

"All brawn and no brains. That's a Dou Huang expert. You're just a seven-star Dou Wang-who's going to be taking whose head?"

Yan Ci, commander of the Flame Snake Tribe, had never gotten along with the dark-skinned Mo Bass. Whenever Mo Bass spoke, he would throw out a few barbs, just as he was doing now.

"You fire-headed brat! Is that skull of yours itching again...?" Mo Bass had an even more explosive temper; a single spark set him off.

"You think I'm scared of you?!"

The Snake-People Tribe was not as united as outsiders imagined. Especially among commanders who each ruled a tribe and whose strength and cultivation were roughly equal, none would yield to another.

The other five tribal commanders simply watched the show. Since it was none of their business, they hung it high out of reach.

"Insolence!" Just as their heated quarrel was about to turn into a fight, Queen Medusa's cold shout instantly silenced the noisy hall.

The oppressive Dou Qi of a Peak Dou Emperor descended in an instant. Mo Bass and Yan Ci, who had been so overbearing moments ago, broke into cold sweats, unable to muster even a shred of temper.

"As commanders, you don't act the part at all. If there's a next time, someone else can take your positions." Queen Medusa was already deeply displeased at having her preparations for evolving through a secret technique interrupted. Now, seeing two subordinates fighting among themselves, she was so angry that her pair of E-cup headlights heaved up and down.

If a major battle had not been imminent, Queen Medusa would definitely have taught those two brutes a lesson they would never forget.

Meanwhile, one li outside the Snake-People Holy City...

"Sister Rongrong, the Snake-People Tribe doesn't seem very happy to see us?"

Luo Yang held one hand against his forehead to shield his eyes from the glaring sunlight and saw the dark mass of Snake-People guards standing ready atop the distant Snake-People Holy City.

He could not help grumbling inwardly. Every female Snake-Person was beautiful, each with curves more voluptuous than the last. Yue Mei and her four personal guards, for instance.

Yet these male Snake-People were the exact opposite. They were truly so... ugly!

Repulsive!

Hideous!!

One look made him want to puke. He would have to stomp on them hard a few times to vent his frustration!!!

"You'll have to ask Commander Yue Mei about that."

Tushan Rongrong smiled, as calm and composed as ever. Apart from her two elder sisters, it seemed nothing could stir her emotions.

Luo Yang, Qing Lin, and Hai Bodong turned their gazes toward Yue Mei, who was traveling with them.

At that moment, Yue Mei wore a thin garment that covered only her full, upturned breasts, leaving large swathes of wheat-colored skin exposed to the air. Her distinctive allure left Luo Yang itching to act and Qing Lin filled with envy.

As for Hai Bodong...

He was already past the age of enjoying youth. The hormones in his body had long since faded, and all he wanted now was to cultivate Dou Qi and break through to Dou Zong as soon as possible.

"The war between the Snake-People Tribe and humans has lasted over a thousand years. The grudges involved can't be explained in a sentence or two. Your plans today won't go very smoothly..." Yue Mei said flatly when she noticed their gazes.

As a Snake-Person, Yue Mei had every right to speak on the subject.

"Not smoothly? Then I'll make them come to me and smooth things out themselves."

A confident, wicked grin curled Luo Yang's lips. He paid no mind whatsoever to Yue Mei's words.

Ever since transmigrating, he really had never feared anyone or anything.

As they spoke, they drew closer to the Snake-People Holy City.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!

Because they had come too close, the Snake-People guards at the city wall immediately attacked. Countless poisoned arrows shot toward Luo Yang and the others.

"Elder Hai." Luo Yang did not panic in the slightest. He did not even take out the Sparklence, merely calling softly to Hai Bodong.

Hai Bodong immediately stepped forward and punched the ground.

"Myriad Flower Ice Mirror!!"

Clang, clang, clang!!!!

In the blink of an eye, an ice wall ten zhang high, formed from honeycomb-like hexagons, rose from the sand in front of them. It blocked every poisoned arrow filling the sky.

Once the rain of arrows ended, sunlight refracted through the ice wall, casting a seven-colored rainbow glow that added rich colors to the monotonous yellow desert sands.

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!!

"Elder Hai, you're fucking awesome!!"

Having asked someone to do something, Luo Yang naturally could not be stingy with his praise. He hurriedly applauded and offered his compliments.

Unfortunately, he was truly uncultured; a single "fucking awesome" carried him everywhere.

Their month together had introduced even the old-fashioned Hai Bodong to plenty of new vocabulary, so he naturally understood what "fucking awesome" meant.

Though Hai Bodong's face remained expressionless, he found it very gratifying inwardly. He dismissed the Myriad Flower Ice Mirror and stepped aside, leaving center stage to Luo Yang and Tushan Rongrong.

"Listen up, everyone inside! You've been surroun-cough, cough..."

Luo Yang raised his voice and shouted toward the inside of the city walls. Halfway through, he suddenly realized he had shouted the wrong thing and hurriedly coughed twice to ease the awkwardness.

"Sorry, too many cop movies. Hehe..."

Tushan Rongrong: "..."

Qing Lin: "..."

Hai Bodong: "..."

Yue Mei: "..."