Free Web NovelChapter 508: Chapter 495: The Snake King’s Call, the Rat Extermination Begins
The scale of this event was truly unprecedented. The entire Yaoling Mountain Range trembled. The sheer horror of the rat tide was enough to make one feel as though the world was ending, and the fear of death gripped the heart of every Demon.
In human history, there had been many great rat plagues, but compared to this rat tide, they were nothing more than a drizzle—not even worth mentioning.
Tu Xiao’an noticed the auras of no fewer than a dozen Rank Three Demon Spirits within the rat tide. One had to admit, the Rat Race was powerful.
The number of Demon Spirits alone was far beyond what most other races could muster, to say nothing of the sheer, overwhelming size of the entire clan.
A single glance would be enough to make someone with trypophobia foam at the mouth. They were truly advancing like an overwhelming tide.
"Master, what are we going to do?"
Cyan Dragon gulped, his heart pounding with fear. But a moment later, he froze. ’What am I afraid of? I’m in the sky. No matter how terrifying the rat tide is, it can’t reach me up here.’
It was just that ancient tree and the monkeys of the Monkey Race that were in trouble.
"We’ll meet soldiers with generals and floods with earth," Tu Xiao’an said, watching with cold eyes. He secretly scanned for powerful Demon Qis but found no trace of the Gray Demon King’s aura.
’In other words, the Gray Demon King still isn’t willing to show himself. He certainly puts on airs. Or maybe he plans to just scare me to death with this rat tide.’
Such fanfare. He hadn’t even appeared or lifted a finger, yet he already had a veritable army serving as his vanguard.
"Hmph..."
Tu Xiao’an said with cold indifference, "Does he really take me, the King of the Snake Clan, for a general without an army?"
The Rat Race might be a great power in the Yaoling Mountain Range, but so was the Snake Race. In fact, they were once the greatest race of all.
In the past, Tu Xiao’an could summon tens of thousands of venomous snakes. Now that he had ascended in the Yaoling Mountain Range, all the snakes in the entire range had to heed his command. None dared to disobey.
’Trying to compete with me in terms of forces, are we? I’ll make sure not a single one of you damn rats makes it back alive.’
A playful glint flashed in Tu Xiao’an’s bewitching eyes. The Heaven Swaying Sword in his hand vanished. Standing on the Cyan Dragon’s back, an incomparably powerful Snake King aura erupted from him.
In an instant, a majestic hiss sounded the prelude. A massive, Spiritual and Fierce snake shadow materialized above Tu Xiao’an’s head, roaring toward the heavens and looking down upon the world with contempt.
This Snake King aura was overwhelmingly powerful and terrifying. The swarms of rats beneath Monkey Mountain panicked, rioting in fear as if they had witnessed something unimaginably horrific.
Snakes were the natural predators of rats. This fear was branded into their very blood and souls, a genetic inheritance. An ordinary rat stood no chance against a snake, and even among Cultivated Species of the same Level, a rat would have little hope of victory.
And now, with the unrestrained aura of a supreme Rank 3 Snake King washing over them, vast swathes of Rat Spirits were literally scared to death. Even more were crushed into oblivion by the sheer pressure of his might.
As darkness and despair fell upon the rat swarms at Monkey Mountain, the Snake Race of the Yaoling Mountain Range also erupted into action.
"I am the sanctified Snake King! Snakes of the Yaoling Mountain Range, hear my command! The entire race shall move to exterminate the rats!"
Tu Xiao’an’s voice boomed like a great bell, filled with supreme majesty as it commanded all snakes in the land.
His words echoed through every corner of the Yaoling Mountain Range like a long-tolling bell. Combined with the Emperor’s Qi he radiated, the snakes of the range awakened as one, swarming toward Monkey Mountain. From thousands of miles away, an entire She Mountain was emptied, forming a snake tide that swept toward its destination. Along the way, great masses of snakes joined the tide, its scale growing ever larger.
"Lord Snake King has finally summoned us! This is wonderful!"
"Our Snake Race can rise again! Let the other races of the Yaoling Mountain Range live in fear of our venomous fangs!"
Countless Awakened Snake Species, Spirit Monsters, and Snake Spirits emerged from every corner, as if they had been waiting for this very moment.
The Snake Race and the Rat Race of the Yaoling Mountain Range were hereditary enemies. But during the era of the peerless Demon King Liu, the Snake Race had laid dormant, which allowed the Rat Race to grow ever stronger.
Now that the newly ascended Snake King had given his command, the snakes eagerly answered the call.
"Rank Three Demon Spirit, the Mutated Snake Emperor, obeys the Snake King’s command to exterminate the rats!"
From a deep pool within the mountains, a Giant Snake hundreds of feet long, covered in dark Scale Armor, shot into the sky. It carried an incredibly terrifying Snake Race aura as it slithered toward Monkey Mountain.
"Rank Three Demon Spirit, the Mutated Mandala, honors the Snake King’s command to exterminate the rats!"
A brilliantly colored, horned Giant Snake darted out of a large cave. Its scales shimmered, and it also radiated an extremely horrifying aura as it rushed toward Monkey Mountain.
"Rank Three Demon Spirit, the Phoenix-tailed Crowned Snake, honors the Snake King’s command to exterminate the rats!"
A strange, winged snake with a red crown on its head flashed past as a massive serpentine shadow. It moved dozens of times faster than a human airplane, completely invisible to the naked eye.
Tu Xiao’an had once encountered a Mutated Crowned Snake, but this Phoenix-tailed Crowned Snake was its evolutionary successor—a terrifying Snake Species on the level of an overlord.
At the same time, an unknown number of hidden Cultivated Snake Species burst forth from their lairs all across the Yaoling Mountain Range. Obeying the Snake King’s command, they each led a fearsome host of snakes on a ferocious march toward Monkey Mountain.
It was as if the entire Yaoling Mountain Range contained only two types of creatures: snakes and rats. The great war between them was on the verge of erupting.
All other races had to retreat from the front lines, wisely keeping their heads down and staying out of the way.
This was a war for the ages, one that would determine the future status of both races in the Yaoling Mountain Range. A spectacle like this was a once-in-a-century event.
The Yaoling Mountain Range’s snake tide had formed, and it surged majestically toward the rat tide for the kill.
At the roiling heart of the snake tide was a spectacular, undulating ocean of bodies. The countless Snake Species were strange and wondrous, with Mutated Snake Species visible everywhere. Not a single snake among them was ordinary.
At the forefront of the surging, undulating snake tide, a heaven-shaking Giant Snake, a thousand feet long, took the lead. This was the Titan Snake, the largest Snake Species left over from Ancient Times.
The slightest movement from its massive body could make the earth tremble and the mountains sway. Its slithering advance had the momentum of a great army, and behind it surged an endless ocean of snakes stretching as far as the eye could see.
One would assume the Titan Snake held a high status in the Snake Race. After all, leading the snake tide was no simple feat. But in reality, the true leader was not the snake, but someone else entirely.
An observant person would notice a tall, slender woman standing gracefully atop the magnificent Titan Snake’s head. Her white robes fluttered in the wind, and though her features were as elegant as a painting, her face was veiled by a piece of White Silk, hiding a beauty that could topple cities.
The woman stood atop the thousand-foot-long Giant Snake, her skin like flawless jade, her elegance peerless.
’Xiao’an, you’ve finally succeeded in your ascension. I can finally hand over the Snake Race to you, properly and officially.’
’I hope that in your hands, the Snake Race can restore its former glory and once again become the greatest race in the Yaoling Mountain Range.’
The woman in white trembled with excitement. Ever since she learned he was still alive, she had been waiting for this very moment.
The entire Snake Race had been waiting for this moment—to solemnly declare to the countless races of the Yaoling Mountain Range that the Snake Race had returned, their venomous fangs long grown hungry.
