Of course, Tu Xiao'an was only joking. He wasn't that domineering. The waters of the Yaoling Mountain Range ran deep.
It was far more complex than it seemed. He had already offended two Deep Mountain Demon Kings and had no desire to stir up more trouble for himself.
Now that the Azure Owl had attained its Dao and achieved Demon Transformation, its Level had leaped to 32—a two-Level jump. Its true combat strength should be on par with a Deep Mountain Great Demon.
In truth, whether it became the King of the Race or not wasn't important.
Failing to be crowned king on the spot simply meant its aptitude and strength were still lacking. Otherwise, even if the race already had a king, they would have been forced to abdicate.
The King of the Race was always the strongest of their line. If they weren't, they wouldn't hold the title.
