Ever since becoming the Demon King, Qingxuan had never been in such a disheveled state, but today, he had been humbled by a junior, of all things. A roar burst from Qingxuan's throat as he reverted to his original form, transforming into a towering giant python that let out a fierce howl in midair.
Just as the colossal form of Qingxuan lunged towards Long Yan, his body jolted and froze in the air, restrained by an invisible power that bound his massive frame.
"Why does Senior Xiao Tian intervene to stop me?"
Having reverted to his original form, Qingxuan still looked tattered and torn, his face etched with confusion and his heart brimming with indignation. Could these old-timers really be joining forces to protect Long Yan?
"Little Qing, you're no match for him."
