Invincible Snake Emperor

Chapter 498: Chapter 488: A Flower Becomes a Demon

From a distance, the Fat Rat King saw the Black Mountain Eagle capture the Snake Demon and was already preparing to head home. After all, how could a snake caught in an eagle’s talons possibly survive?

But he never expected that in just a few minutes, the tables would turn so dramatically. It was as if the Snake Demon had awakened—the Black Mountain Eagle King was finished off in an instant, leaving the Rat King utterly astonished.

That scene had been too swift, too decisive. A Great Demon of his generation, tragically killed just like that.

Shocked. He was utterly shocked. ’Just how strong is this newly ascended Snake Demon?’

’Or was the Black Mountain Eagle King’s reputation all for show?’ A few thoughts flashed through the Fat Rat King’s mind before he let out a cold snort. ’It seems I’ll have to take action myself.’

’This Cheng Yaojin who jumped in halfway can’t get anything done.’

He refused to believe that a mere, newly ascended Snake Demon could be stronger than him, someone who had reached the Pseudo Demon King Level long ago.

After all, Pseudo Demon Kings were the strongest fighters below the Demon King Level. Each one was an overlord in their own right.

"Snake Demon, you have some skill. Allow me, the Fat Rat King, to be the one who ends you!"

The Fat Rat King shot into the air. His Demon Qi was incredibly dense, causing the space around him to crackle with explosive booms. In the blink of an eye, his form changed dramatically. His body swelled, shredding his clothes. His face elongated and sharpened, long whiskers sprouted from his cheeks, and a long, thick tail whipped out from behind him.

He had taken the form of a half-transformed, giant rat-man.

For most Great Demons, and even Pseudo Demon Kings, this semi-transformed state was how they unleashed the full combat potential of their true forms.

The Fat Rat King no longer dared to underestimate the Snake Demon. By transforming at the very start of the fight, he was giving his opponent the respect he deserved.

He had no choice but to show respect. This Snake had already become a legend in the Yaoling Mountain Range. He had survived the Seventy Two Celestial Tribulations, escaped the clutches of two Demon Kings, and had a kill order issued against him by those same two Demon Kings the moment he ascended.

And just moments ago, a Great Demon who had been famous for years had died an inexplicable, tragic death.

While Tu Xiao’an’s eyes weren’t exactly hazy with drink, his gaze was still a bit unfocused. When he saw a semi-transformed, Demon Qi-wreathed rat-man in the warzone, his brow furrowed in an expression of utter disgust.

"There’s nothing I hate more in this life than rats. I’ll kill every single one I see."

Tu Xiao’an had almost died at the hands of the Gray Demon King, and he was still stewing over it.

Now, half-drunk and half-sober, his Vengeful Spirit was running high.

Besides, in the natural food chain, snakes and rats were mortal enemies.

"Hmph. Big words." The Fat Rat King’s thick tail swayed in mid-air. His appearance was utterly hideous and menacing as he gathered his power, preparing to charge Tu Xiao’an.

A corner of Tu Xiao’an’s mouth curled up, his bewitching eyes already filled with Killing Intent.

But just at that moment.

"Master, let me handle this big rat. No need to dirty your hands."

The Bull Demon King shot out from a towering ancient tree. Wielding a menacing Iron Rod, he appeared abruptly before the Fat Demon King.

"Hey, you damned rat! You think you’re worthy of fighting my Master? You’ll have to get through me first!"

The Fat Demon King’s expression darkened. The Bull Demon King had made a name for himself in the battle at Monkey Mountain; his strength as a Pseudo Demon King was the real deal.

’Hmph. I knew that Snake Spirit had a few powerful Battle Companions. Good thing I didn’t come alone. I came prepared.’

The Fat Demon King sneered to himself, then roared, "Then I’ll slaughter you first, you bull, before I go kill that Snake!"

RUMBLE...!

In an instant, the two Pseudo Demon Kings were locked in a fierce battle. The force of a single clash of their techniques was enough to topple mountains and churn the seas—the scene was both magnificent and terrifying.

Tu Xiao’an shot the Bull Demon King an appreciative glance. ’I definitely didn’t make a mistake taking this bull on. He’s useful, and a hell of a suck-up.’

It was only then that Tu Xiao’an truly noticed that all his Battle Companions had arrived—not a single one was missing. Well, if he had to be precise, it seemed the Black Crow had vanished from the face of the earth ever since they parted ways.

’That damn Blackbird didn’t actually run off, did he?’

Tu Xiao’an’s head was still spinning a little. He felt the need to get moving, but with the Bull Demon King handling the Fat Rat King, he found himself at a loss for what to do.

He surveyed the battlefield. An overwhelming number of warriors from the Wolf Race and Rat Race had come this time, and the Monkey Race was suffering heavy casualties.

If the Monkey Race’s last remaining forces were wiped out because of this, Tu Xiao’an would feel quite awkward.

’I should have those monkeys fall back. After all, numbers are the one thing I don’t fear.’

’My Elemental Attribute Abilities are perfect for wiping out large groups. Today, I’ll kill to my heart’s content.’

With that thought, Tu Xiao’an prepared to dive into the heart of the warzone. But suddenly...

"Snake Demon, where do you think you’re going?"

A delicate, sweet voice rang out of thin air in the clearing. Sensing something amiss, Tu Xiao’an looked over in surprise.

About thirty feet in front of him, a single, bewitching flower had strangely sprouted from the earth. A blossom unfurled from its drooping stem, swaying its slender form in the blood-soaked air like a graceful maiden in a delicate dance.

More and more of the bewitching flowers bloomed, spreading across the ground. There were patches of brilliant red blossoms, like a raging fire, and clusters of Haitang flowers, as white as jade and as thin as gauze, burst into full bloom.

All kinds of vibrant flowers clustered beneath their leaves, resembling countless butterflies with wings slightly spread, hovering motionless in the air.

In the space of a dozen breaths, a vast garden of flowers had materialized before Tu Xiao’an. All sorts of blossoms opened, many of which he could not name.

In an instant, a sweet, intoxicating fragrance filled the air.

Immediately after, from within the vast expanse of flowers, strange tendrils of red mist began to spread with incredible speed. The mist shot straight for Tu Xiao’an, and in a flash, he was enveloped within the sea of flowers.