Invincible Snake Emperor

Chapter 506: Chapter 494: The White Demon King Invites Tu Xiao’an to Drink Wedding Wine

Less than half the Wolf Race remained, their wails echoing as they retreated from Monkey Mountain. The Monkey Race had already completely withdrawn from the war’s core even earlier.

Suddenly, Monkey Mountain was a forest of enormous rats, a dense, dark mass.

No, Monkey Mountain wasn’t just home to the Rat Race. Tu Xiao’an, having advanced a First Rank, was even more imposing. A brilliant Divine Light shone from his bewitching eyes. Standing in mid-air, he bellowed, "Where is this Snake King’s Divine Beast Azure Dragon?"

ROAR...!

Nearby, Celestial Master Zhang shuddered. The aura of a Divine Beast erupted from him as he shot into the sky. A dragon’s roar pierced the Azure Sky, and he transformed into the Divine Beast Azure Dragon, radiating majesty and a sacred, inviolable aura. The very world trembled as it soared and twisted through the heavens.

The assembled demons, watching from the distant mountain peaks, were all stirred. Suddenly, they saw the young man—the Snake Demon in his human form—erupt in golden light. An oppressive aura, even more terrifying than that of the Divine Beast Azure Dragon, radiated outward. For miles around, every plant and tree seemed to freeze under the absolute pressure, as if time itself had stopped.

Then, with a graceful movement, the young man leaped onto the back of the majestic Cyan Dragon. In that instant, he was the very picture of dominance. In that instant, he was the War God. It seemed as if nothing in the world could halt his steps or stand as his enemy.

He opened his fair hand, and the cry of a sword rang out from the ground. A Three-foot Azure Blade flew back into his grip. Tu Xiao’an stood tall, his longsword angled toward the four corners of the world as he swept his gaze around with a cold expression. Suddenly, the hearts of the powerful Demon Spirit leaders from many races, hidden on the periphery, seized. A suffocating premonition of death washed over them.

An inexplicable tremor ran through their souls.

"All of you, get the hell out here! Since you’ve already come, stop hiding! This Snake King is right here! My life—Tu Xiao’an’s life—is right here! If you have the guts, come and take it! This Demon King Slaying Order? So this is all it amounts to."

His voice boomed like a great bell, shaking the entire wilderness.

But for a long, long time, an absolute, profound silence was the only answer.

With the Cyan Dragon as his mount and the Divine Sword as his weapon, Tu Xiao’an was the very image of imperious might. The other demons watched, the sight burning itself into their minds. Not one of them dared to step forward and cause trouble.

Across all of Monkey Mountain, only the countless enormous rats, reeking of Demon Qi, trembled in fear.

Clearly, the morale of these cultivating Rat Spirits had long been shattered; the Snake Demon had scared them witless.

’Fucking spineless.’

Contempt filled Tu Xiao’an’s eyes. He waited for a long time, but not a single Demon Spirit from any race revealed themselves.

"Bull Demon King, what’s taking you so long? You’re a bull! You can’t even beat one rat?" Tu Xiao’an turned his gaze to the battle between the two powerhouses at the Pseudo Demon King Level: the Bull Demon King and the Fat Rat King.

The Bull Demon King’s massive frame shuddered at the words. He bellowed in response, "Patience, Master! Watch this old bull smash this fat rat to death with a single blow!"

Before the words had even faded, the iron staff in the Bull Demon King’s hands blazed with light, instantly transforming into a hundred-foot-long beam of white light that crashed down on the Fat Rat King with earth-shattering force.

The Fat Rat King was still shaken by the heroic image of Tu Xiao’an astride the Divine Beast Azure Dragon. In that moment of distraction, he failed to react in time. The earth-shattering staff blow smashed him deep into the ground, and for a long moment, there was no response.

Instantly, the Rat Race was left a leaderless mob. Countless Rat Spirits panicked in terror. In the heart of the battle, the Three-headed Evil Snake and the Golden Pupils carried out a brutal slaughter, leaving bodies strewn across the battlefield.

Tu Xiao’an stood majestically on the Cyan Dragon’s back, his gaze fixed on the horizon as he looked down upon the world with contempt. Once again, his voice boomed like a great bell, "White Demon King! Gray Demon King! You two cowards, what are you waiting for? Didn’t you want to kill this snake? Come on out!"

’He had to vent this pent-up frustration. After achieving Transformation, he was fearless. Demon Kings? If one came, he would kill one. If two came, he wouldn’t be afraid.’

His shout echoed through the mountains, causing countless Demons to shudder in shock. Their hair stood on end as if cursed, and an icy chill ran through them.

This Snake Demon had really grown arrogant, openly challenging two Demon Kings. No, this wasn’t just arrogance—his confidence was simply off the charts.

The five Great Demon Kings from the depths of the Yaoling Mountain Range were practically the Peak experts of the post-Ancient Times era. They were once worshipped by mortals and had cultivated for an unknown number of years. The depth of their foundations was simply unimaginable.

True, this Snake Demon seemed peerlessly brave, and he might have reached the combat strength of a Demon King. But even between Demon Kings, there could be a gap as wide as a chasm.

It wasn’t as if the Yaoling Mountain Range had never seen a newly-ascended Demon King, but no being had ever managed to usurp the position of the five Great Demon Kings of the deep mountains.

They were the five Great Demons, but they could also be called the Five Great Immortals. It all depended on their conduct.

All was quiet. In an instant, the entire area fell deathly silent. The sky itself seemed about to collapse. The countless Demons present could already feel the eruption of a Demon King’s fury building.

Such a public provocation would make even a worm turn, let alone an illustrious Demon King who ruled over countless races.

With this Demon King Slaying Order in effect, many Deep Mountain Great Demons had emerged, but none of them could handle the Snake Demon. It seemed a Demon King would have to act personally after all.

「Above Yaoyao, in the Azure Bamboo Forest Demon King’s Castle.」

The Great White Demon King was impeccably dressed, but his face was utterly grim. The overwhelming pressure of his Demon Qi made every Demon in the castle tremble and prostrate themselves on the floor in terror.

The Demon King’s oppressive aura was so heavy they could barely breathe. The challenge ringing out from afar was an unprecedented affront to the White Demon King’s majesty.

"A mere snake. He achieves his Transformation and suddenly forgets his place in the world. Does he really think he can stand on the same level as this King? This King will let you know what a *true* Demon King is."

The White Demon King snorted coldly, and his impeccably dressed figure began to dissipate as he sped toward Monkey Mountain.