To be honest, the White Demon King was scared out of his mind. Tu Xiao'an's current Snake King aura was simply that terrifying.
He even saw in this snake, Tu Xiao'an, a shadow of the great Demon King Liu of the Snake Race from ages past.
'Forcibly raising his Realm by using the Lifebound Golden Cores of some twenty Demon Spirits... Is that something a snake can do?'
'Cheating. This is cheating. Blatant, shameless cheating.'
In his panic, the White Demon King could only push his aura as a Deep Mountain Demon King to its Peak.
When experts of this caliber fought, the slightest misstep meant not just total defeat, but complete and utter annihilation.
"Haha, you damned hedgehog! Your end is here!"
Tu Xiao'an felt fantastic—better than he ever had in his life. The confidence of being invincible, unmatched under the heavens, swelled within him.
He even felt that if he wanted to punch a hole through the heavens, it might not be impossible.
