Invincible Snake Emperor

Chapter 638: Chapter 605: Great Change (Part 2)

Tu Xiao’an never expected the Demon Prison to be holding such a super boss—one at the level of a Deep Mountain Demon King. This was going to be extremely tricky.

A Great Demon King like that wouldn’t just bow its head and pledge allegiance after being released; he’d have to defeat it first.

But defeating a Deep Mountain Demon King was no easy task. Even though Tu Xiao’an had already killed one, he couldn’t afford to underestimate this one.

The Vice-Principal said, "Only after you take care of this Great Demon King will the other Demons be no problem at all."

Tu Xiao’an finally understood. This old man wasn’t doing him a huge favor; he had ulterior motives from the start.

He was just trying to pass this hot potato to him. ’Right,’ he thought, ’I was naive again.’

If Wencheng wanted to show goodwill to the Demon Race, it had to empty the Demon Prison of all its Demons, leaving not a single one behind. That meant the super boss who had been imprisoned inside for a thousand years had to be released as well.

No matter how many Little Demons they released, their combined importance wouldn’t compare to this one Six-eyed Golden Lion.

But if they let this one out, it was hard to say whether it would be a blessing or a curse. If things went wrong, its destructive power might be no less than that of the Taotie from the War Relics.

’No wonder this old man set up a tea ceremony and called me His Highness the Snake King. It’s a blatant trap!’

"You need not worry too much. This matter still needs to be discussed thoroughly with Director Wu. Emptying the Demon Prison is a huge undertaking, after all, and requires long-term planning. I am merely broaching the subject with you for now."

’Worry?’

Tu Xiao’an smiled. Ever since reaching his current level of power, he’d lost interest in acquiring Battle Companions. But this Six-eyed Golden Lion was quite a character; it had piqued his appreciation for talent.

He was quite eager to see just how powerful this Six-eyed Golden Lion—a Demon King-level creature that had been imprisoned for a thousand years and had still managed to break through to the level of a Deep Mountain Demon King—truly was.

Suddenly, Tu Xiao’an thought of something else and asked, "There’s a Deep Mountain Demon King imprisoned in Wencheng Prison, but your Ancient Academy is even more remarkable. The pink skeleton suppressed beneath your academy’s lake... its origins must be even greater, right?"

Speaking of the pink skeleton, Tu Xiao’an had been so scared back then that he had fled in a panic. Luo Ziyun had speculated that it was likely an Ancient Demon.

But whether it was or not, only this old man could say for sure.

"You actually know about the existence suppressed beneath the lake?" The Vice-Principal’s face paled in shock, his expression one of utter astonishment.

Tu Xiao’an just smiled. "What’s so strange about that? After all, I am the Snake King, and I’ve spent some time at your Ancient Academy."

’Even if it was only for a few days. But who can blame me for being so curious?’

Looking at it now, Wencheng was truly a hotbed of trouble. It was adjacent to the Yaoling Mountain Range, its prison was filled with countless powerful Demons, and there was even an Ancient Demon in its midst.

The common people living in this city... it was hard to say if they were fortunate or unfortunate.

"That existence is the Ancient Academy’s greatest secret. It’s better if you don’t ask. It won’t do you any good." The Vice-Principal’s expression grew grave, clearly unwilling to discuss the topic with Tu Xiao’an.

Tu Xiao’an was amazed. This old man was willing to discuss something as huge as the Demon Prison and even entrust the matter to him, yet when it came to the existence beneath the Ancient Academy’s lake, he wouldn’t breathe a single word.

"Let’s just chat about it. Just humor me and satisfy my curiosity. Just tell me if that pink skeleton is a legendary Ancient Demon or not." The more the old man acted this way, the more curious Tu Xiao’an became.

The Vice-Principal gave Tu Xiao’an a long, hard look. "That existence is actually..."

Suddenly—

BOOM... BOOM... BOOM...

A series of terrifying, colossal booms echoed from outside. The sound was deep, and even the ground began to shake violently. The villa’s main hall felt like it was about to jump into the air, as if a Level 18 earthquake had struck.

"What’s going on?"

The Vice-Principal shot to his feet in alarm, swallowing the words he had been about to say.

Tu Xiao’an was also shocked. He watched the villa tremble violently, looking as if it might collapse at any moment. ’Could it be that a huge new wave of Fierce Beasts from the Taotie’s avatars has arrived?’

’It’s only been one night. Did another large group of Fierce Beasts really charge out of the War Relics already? Isn’t that a little too fast?’

"Grandpa... Grandpa..."

Su Rushi’s panicked screams came from upstairs. She was clearly terrified.

The Vice-Principal quickly called out, "Shi’Er, don’t be afraid! Stay upstairs and don’t come down!"

The moment he finished speaking, Energy began to flow around the Vice-Principal’s body, which started to emit an eerie, astonishing glow. He slapped his hand on the villa’s floor, and with a RUMBLE, a massive Light Shield enveloped the entire building from the inside out. It was like a profound Array, sealing the villa and protecting it completely.

Abruptly, the villa fell silent and stopped shaking.

"Azure Owl, protect Rushi well! Don’t you dare move a single step away from her!" Tu Xiao’an shouted as well.

Then, he and the Vice-Principal exchanged a glance and charged straight out of the villa.

The moment they rushed out of the villa’s main gate, the man and the snake were stunned. They could sense the auras of many, many Demons.

"Could it be that the Demons from your Yaoling Mountain Range are taking advantage of the Fierce Beast attack to hit Wencheng while it’s down?" the Vice-Principal’s face was ashen as he stared intently at the exquisite little snake that was Tu Xiao’an.

Tu Xiao’an immediately retorted, "Don’t be ridiculous, old man..."

The great Deep Mountain Demon Kings of the Yaoling Mountain Range were not that united. Besides, what reason did they have to attack Wencheng? Unless the Demon Race wanted to declare war on humanity.

The various Deep Mountain Demon Kings had been terrified just hearing that the War Relics had opened. Would they really have the ambition to try and conquer the city now?

"Then why are there so many Demon auras in Wencheng? And there’s no shortage of Rank Three Demon Spirits among them!" The Vice-Principal shot into the air, his gaze fixed on the distance.

Tu Xiao’an was also completely baffled. He could keenly sense the terrifying auras of many Rank Three Demon Spirits. A quick scan revealed no fewer than fifty such auras.

What did that even mean? And that was to say nothing of the auras from the Rank Two Demons, which were simply overwhelming, like a tsunami.

SWOOSH!

Tu Xiao’an underwent Transformation on the spot, turning into a handsome young man, and hovered in the air beside the old man to gaze into the distance.

About ten kilometers away, a giant foot descended from the sky, instantly stomping a luxurious villa into smithereens. Needless to say, the people inside were definitely goners.

My god, what a massive foot!

Following the foot upward, they saw a gigantic flying horse nearly twenty to thirty meters tall—as high as a ten-story building. And why a flying horse? Because the damn thing had a pair of golden wings, and the Qi Force faintly swirling around them was making the very air tremble.

That foot was a hoof. Its pair of golden wings supported its enormous, twenty-to-thirty-meter body as its four hooves stomped madly at the buildings below.

It seemed to want to shatter everything below. To the common people, such massive hooves were a cataclysmic disaster. Like a dark cloud descending, they would be turned into meat paste in an instant.

"It’s a Golden-winged Flying Horse... a Golden-winged Flying Horse at the level of a Deep Mountain Great Demon." After getting a clear look, the Vice-Principal was utterly dumbstruck.

The Golden-winged Flying Horse threw its head back and shouted in excitement, speaking in a human tongue, "Haha! It’s been hundreds of years since I’ve been able to stomp around like this! My hooves have been itching for this! Die! Perish! All of you, disappear!"

This damn thing was basically a mad, unbridled horse. It had a fiery temperament and was radiating an incredibly strong Vengeful Spirit.

Seeing this winged, rampaging Golden-winged Flying Horse, Tu Xiao’an’s eyes lit up slightly. It was his first time seeing a horse with wings, and he found it quite novel.

’And it’s at the Deep Mountain Great Demon level, too. Impressive.’

But the flying horse’s actions were wicked and unpardonable—a murderous frenzy. This was one of Wencheng’s safe zones, not a fallen district. Where had this Golden-winged Flying Horse come from?

"The Golden-winged Flying Horse is a noble breed, incredibly rare in this world. I recall that several hundred years ago, a Golden-winged Flying Horse was imprisoned in the Demon Prison." As he said this, the Vice-Principal’s expression suddenly changed. "Oh no... this Golden-winged Flying Horse must have escaped from the Demon Prison!"

Hmm?

Hearing this, Tu Xiao’an looked at the Vice-Principal in shock. Immediately after, several more gigantic Rank Three Demon Spirits appeared near the Golden-winged Flying Horse, wreaking havoc in Wencheng’s safe zone as if venting some immeasurable grudge.

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