Luo Ziyun was a decisive person. With her departure, she vanished directly from the Snake Race, and even from the Yaoling Mountain Range. For a long time, it was as if she had evaporated from the world.
There's no medicine for regret in this world. If Tu Xiao'an had known she would have such a strong reaction to him killing Demon King Liu, he would have done Luo Ziyun the favor.
After all, Demon King Liu's mere Primordial Spirit posed no threat to him.
But now, he'd had a falling out with Luo Ziyun. Forget those budding feelings; they couldn't even be friends anymore.
'Sigh... how frustrating.'
Two days passed in a flash. During this time, Tu Xiao'an thoroughly familiarized himself with the magnificent Snake Palace and the overall situation of the Snake Race.
Although the Snake Race had been dormant in the Yaoling Mountain Range for several hundred years, they had been biding their time and hiding their strength. Their true power was no weaker than any other race's.
