"You're saying that the Old Snake King, the one defeated by Demon King Liu, is still alive?" Tu Xiao'an asked in astonishment.
'That shouldn't be possible. In a fight between snakes, defeat means being devoured. There's no way he could have survived.'
'Besides, this was a battle for the throne. Would that treacherous old bastard Demon King Liu really be so magnanimous as to spare the Old Snake King's life after winning?'
'Even I couldn't do that.'
"He is indeed still alive. I don't mind telling you, that Old Snake King's Cultivation is at the Level of a Deep Mountain Demon King."
"What?" Tu Xiao'an shot to his feet in shock. "A Deep Mountain Demon King?"
How could a Snake Species of the Deep Mountain Demon King Level possibly still be hidden in this world? This was far beyond Tu Xiao'an's expectations.
'The Snake Race either has no Snake Species at the Demon King Level, or if it does, it's a Deep Mountain Demon King. Good heavens.'
