On a mountain peak, the impeccably dressed White Demon King was utterly shocked by the sight of the Snake Spirit devouring Celestial Thunder and Celestial Fire.
Even a Demon King of his stature could not remain composed.
After the initial shock, his expression turned dark and grim. He now believed the Profound Turtle's words even more firmly.
"Even if this snake ascends, I will make sure it never sees the sun rise again."
A cold glint flashed in his eyes. His entire being instantly erupted with an aura of intense Killing Intent and abyssal despair. The two Rank 3 Demon Spirits behind him trembled in terror. They couldn't help but feel a flicker of pity for the Snake Spirit that was still struggling to pass its tribulation.
'I almost want to go tell him to just give up. Let the Celestial Thunder strike him dead, or let the Celestial Fire burn him to ashes. After all, even if you manage to ascend, you're not going to live anyway.'
