In the Yaoling Mountain Range, the five Great Demon Kings were the absolute rulers. Their word was law; they held the power of life and death in their hands.
Wiping out an entire race was a trivial matter for them.
And so, in the eyes of the onlookers, this shedding Snake Spirit was already as good as a dead snake.
The Great White Demon King had dispatched two of his long-established Demon Spirits. The intent to kill was unmistakable.
The Bull Demon King knew his own master had come to the Yaoling Mountain Range specifically to cause trouble for the White Demon King. He just hadn't expected the White Demon King to make the first move by sending two of his fiercest warriors.
In the past, the Bull Demon King would never have dared to face these two. But things were different now.
He roared with laughter. "Brother Pig, Brother Lang, you're putting me in a tough spot. Stepping aside is not an option. You'll have to walk over my dead body."
Hmm?
