Although the Python Demon's Physical Body was destroyed, its Primordial Spirit had not perished.
A mass of dark-green Primordial Spirit drifted out from the body.
The Python Demon stared at Jiang Yuechu with a Face full of horror, the vertical pupils within the dark-green Primordial Spirit now filled with disbelief.
Compared to the strength Jiang Yuechu had displayed...
What it found even more absurd was... that the opponent actually dared to strike at the slightest disagreement?!
This was Wangchuan!
Elder Tianzhu was sitting just thirty feet away!
What was its, Qing Yuan's, status?
A trusted general following Elder Tianzhu.
Even when beating a dog, one must look at the master... Did she really think Elder Tianzhu was just a decoration?!
Thinking of this.
The Python Demon's Primordial Spirit suddenly turned around in mid-air, looking toward the old man on the high platform for help.
"Elder... look at her..."
"..."
Several trusted Great Demons all held their breath, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Jade Dust Demon Emperor's legs felt weak, and cold sweat wouldn't stop pouring down his forehead.
All eyes converged on the old man on the stone platform.
Elder Tianzhu's eyelids lifted slightly, his gaze indifferent as he looked down, and he suddenly began to laugh softly: "Setting aside for a moment whether Your Excellency is a True Dragon..."
"Just this arrogance that regards the world as nothing... it does indeed match the habits of a True Dragon recorded in ancient texts..."
Hearing these words.
The Python Demon's Primordial Spirit shuddered violently.
Jade Dust Demon Emperor let out a long sigh of relief.
It seemed his foster father intended to endure this for now.
As long as this True Dragon powerhouse could be kept in Wangchuan, what did a mere Qing Yuan matter?
But before Jade Dust Demon Emperor could even finish catching his breath.
Elder Tianzhu's tone suddenly shifted.
"However..."
Elder Tianzhu stared fixedly at Jiang Yuechu, his voice icy.
"Isn't this move a bit too much..."
Along with this questioning.
The air in the hall seemed to freeze instantly.
Jade Dust Demon Emperor's entire body went stiff.
He knew his foster father too well.
In every sentence and every word of this old man, there was hidden testing and weighing.
The previous sentence was giving her a way out.
But this sentence was drawing a line.
The meaning was clear.
Whether you are a True Dragon or not, I will set aside for now.
But you killed my person in front of me.
How do you plan to return this Face?
Jade Dust Demon Emperor stole a glance at Jiang Yuechu.
His heart was drumming wildly.
Senior... please don't say anything outrageous again.
Foster father has given you a way out, so just take it.
Show some weakness, and this matter will be over.
However.
Under the gaze of everyone.
Jiang Yuechu slowly raised her head.
Facing that overwhelming and terrifying pressure, there wasn't even an extra expression on her beautiful, cold Face.
"Too much?"
Jiang Yuechu gave a grim smile.
She slowly raised her hand, pointing from afar at the old monkey on the high platform: "Who permitted you to sit while speaking to this Empress? Get up, and let this Empress sit."
"..."
As soon as these words were spoken.
Everyone present was stunned.
They even doubted if there was something wrong with their hearing.
Telling Elder Tianzhu to get up?
She wanted him to yield the seat that symbolized the highest authority in Wangchuan to her?
Jade Dust Demon Emperor felt a buzzing in his head.
His vision went black in waves.
He fell to his knees with a thud.
It's all over.
This wasn't coming to seek refuge... this was clearly fucking coming to seize territory.
He thought he had already overestimated this True Dragon Senior's temper.
He didn't expect the other party's arrogance to have no bottom line at all!
Wang Ziyu stood where he was, looking blankly at Jiang Yuechu, the corners of his mouth twitching wildly.
No...
Hold back a fucking bit!!!
This is someone else's nest.
You, a member of the Human Race, ran into the demons' headquarters.
Not only did you kill their trusted aide, you even want to snatch their throne.
Are you trying to go to heaven?!!!
On the high platform.
Elder Tianzhu's old Face turned completely dark.
He had originally thought that regardless of whether this girl was that legendary True Dragon that had been extinct for a long time.
Just based on the method of crushing Qing Yuan's Physical Body just now.
If he gave her a bit of a warning and took her under his wing, he could tolerate her arrogance to some extent.
In fact.
He could have her replace Jade Dust's position, cultivate her carefully, and have her become the future pillar of Wangchuan.
But... no matter what, he never expected.
This thing that didn't know the heights of the heavens or the depths of the earth actually set her sights directly on the chair under his buttocks?!
What did this mean?
She wanted to directly swallow the Wangchuan he had painstakingly managed for many years!
"Having some skill, it's fine to be a bit arrogant..."
Elder Tianzhu slowly stood up, his Face expressionless: "But if you are so arrogant that you lose all boundaries and forget the heights of the heavens... then you are seeking your own death."
"You want to sit in my position?"
Elder Tianzhu sneered, a trace of ferocity appearing at the corners of his mouth: "I'll first see if you have the life to sit in it!"
As the words fell.
His long robes fluttered angrily.
The old man's withered palm suddenly grabbed at the Void Realm.
A long staff, entirely emerald green and covered in bamboo joints, abruptly appeared in his palm.
Without any fancy opening moves.
Elder Tianzhu's figure surged forward like a goshawk striking a rabbit, leaping down from the high platform.
The emerald-green staff, carrying a terrifying Demonic Qi like an overwhelming mountain and sea, tore through the air in the hall, letting out an extremely sharp whistle.
It smashed down furiously toward the crown of Jiang Yuechu's head!
The fierce wind blew against her Face, making her black robes flutter.
Facing such a terrifying strike.
Jiang Yuechu only indifferently lifted her eyelids.
Pa.
A muffled sound.
The emerald-green staff, carrying the force of ten thousand tons, was actually firmly grasped in mid-air by that palm.
It could no longer advance an inch!
Elder Tianzhu's pupils shrank violently.
Before he could even think of changing his move.
Jiang Yuechu's right leg had already brought out an afterimage, kicking out sharply.
Boom—!!!
The dull sound of impact exploded in the hall.
Elder Tianzhu's body was like a cannonball fired from its barrel, instantly flying backward.
He smashed heavily into the hard black stone wall of the hall.
Inside the hall.
Jade Dust Demon Emperor and the remaining Great Demons had already retreated to the edges, all of them looking horrified.
Amidst the dust.
A rustling sound came.
Elder Tianzhu slowly climbed up from the pile of rubble.
His gray robes were tattered, his chest slightly caved in, and there were striking bloodstains hanging from the corners of his mouth.
But he acted as if nothing had happened, expressionlessly twisting his neck and stretching his muscles.
The sound of bones shifting crackled.
"The strength is indeed extraordinary..."
Elder Tianzhu reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze becoming even colder.
"No wonder you dare to be so insolent before me."
Jiang Yuechu remained expressionless.
She looked down at the emerald-green staff she had seized.
She weighed it.
Subsequently.
Her arm suddenly exerted force, throwing the long staff like a javelin toward Elder Tianzhu with sharp precision.
Whoosh—!
The emerald-green light tore through the Void Realm, carrying a piercing whistle as it headed straight for the old man's Face.
Elder Tianzhu let out a furious roar.
He no longer held anything back.
"I am Heaven Bamboo Demon Emperor, bearer of the ancient Gibbon Monkey Bloodline!"
"Never mind that you are just a mongrel suspected of being a True Dragon; even if you were a real Primordial True Dragon, do you think I would be afraid of you!!!"
Accompanied by the roar.
The old man's withered body suddenly expanded.
His gray robes were instantly torn apart.
Thick gray fur burst wildly from his pores.
His figure grew rapidly.
One hundred feet.
One thousand feet.
In the blink of an eye, the black rock hall was forced open and broken.
The rumbling sound of collapse echoed through Wangchuan!