It had to be said that Tu Xiao'an, this snake, was growing far too arrogant. He was filled with immense self-confidence.
At the slightest disagreement, he had threatened to replace the king of a major race.
The statement was simply too arrogant, too domineering. At the very least, the crowd of Demons below gasped in shock. But to Tu Xiao'an himself, the declaration was nothing special.
And he just might be able to do it. His inflated confidence stemmed from the immense power that fortified him from deep within. This power had already rendered Tu Xiao'an fearless; he even felt invincible.
'I even sent the Gray Demon King running. What's another Demon King like you to me?'
Tu Xiao'an had even started to see anyone below the level of the Deep Mountain Demon King as mere nobodies, completely beneath his notice.
"You damned snake, you've gone too far!"
