Invincible Snake Emperor

Chapter 523: Chapter 510: The Gray Demon King Finally Appears

Tu Xiao’an completely immersed himself, body and soul, into the third stage of his evolution. He wasn’t worried about a sneak attack from the Gray Demon King—he wouldn’t be afraid even if one came.

Because the mysterious and freakishly powerful Luo Ziyun was there, that rat wouldn’t succeed.

Besides, Tu Xiao’an’s three Battle Companions were all at the Pseudo Demon King Level, and they weren’t just for show.

His previous two staged evolutions had transformed his snake body, but this time, since Tu Xiao’an had already undergone his Demon Transformation, it was his human form that was being enhanced.

Among human Cultivators, there was a saying: to sanctify the flesh. This meant cultivating the physical body to its absolute limit, which brought countless wondrous benefits.

The bloodline of the Emperor Sun Snake was already merging with Tu Xiao’an, and the Emperor’s Qi within it was beginning to fuse with his own Snake King aura, creating a presence of extraordinary majesty.

Gradually, the complete absorption of the Emperor Sun Snake’s bloodline sent Tu Xiao’an into a state of ecstasy, like a parched desert receiving a downpour of sweet rain, life slowly blooming amidst the endless yellow sands.

A change in quantity led to a change in quality. Vigorous life essence surged through him as Tu Xiao’an’s physical shell began to transform. The third-stage evolution was an enjoyable, yet lengthy, process.

Tu Xiao’an was completely absorbed, feeling the benefits of his body’s enhancement with every passing moment.

In this process, not only did his physical shell transform and strengthen, but his spirit was also greatly sublimated, breaking through its shackles and transcending the self. In other words, the strength of Tu Xiao’an’s Consciousness Power would also skyrocket.

Devouring an ideal Snake Species to initiate a staged evolution was, in itself, an effortless way to reap immense rewards.

The evolution continued, and Tu Xiao’an felt as if he were about to join the ranks of the Immortals and undergo Ascension.

Level 35! He was already Level 35.

According to legend, a Rank Four Divine Spirit was a Land Immortal, a being that truly looked down upon the world, reigning supreme over all living creatures.

Following the current trend, if he put in a little effort, it seemed that reaching Rank Four wouldn’t be too difficult.

The legendary Rank Four Divine Spirits were never seen, as if they didn’t exist. Well then, Tu Xiao’an would make them exist.

As time ticked by, the light surrounding Tu Xiao’an grew more and more intense. An unparalleled, majestic aura—fused with the Emperor’s Qi—began to spread. The moment it emerged, it was earth-shattering.

The hundred-zhang-long body of the Titan Snake, coiled around Tu Xiao’an like a fortress wall, trembled violently, suddenly struck with reverent fear.

It was an irresistible fear that came from the depths of its soul, giving rise to an overwhelming urge to prostrate itself in worship.

This urge was impossible to suppress, impossible to control.

As this aura spread, the ocean of snakes on Monkey Mountain instantly fell prostrate, their bodies going as rigid as ropes, not daring to move a muscle.

Even when the Rat Beasts bit them, they paid no heed, as if to move even an inch would be an ultimate act of blasphemy against the King of the Snake Race.

Across the entire war zone, countless members of the Snake Species lay densely packed, arranged in formation like rows of chopsticks. The scene was both bizarre and magnificent.

In stark contrast, the members of the rat lineage, caught within this majestic and powerful Snake King aura, were filled with excruciating pain and terror.

The low-level Rat Beasts couldn’t withstand the pressure of this powerful, majestic aura. One by one, they simply stopped breathing and died.

That’s right—they stopped breathing and died. Death spread like a plague, an overwhelming tide, as the Rat Beasts collapsed in agony, never to rise again.

All Rat Beasts below Rank Two died instantly. Only those at the Rank Two Spirit Monster level barely managed to cling to life.

It could be said that the Snake King aura Tu Xiao’an unintentionally released had, in an instant, killed seventy to eighty percent of the Rat Beasts on Monkey Mountain.

What did seventy to eighty percent mean? It meant that hundreds of millions of Rat Beasts had met an untimely end, with only a scattered few left alive.

Even with the rat lineage’s astonishing reproductive rate, it would take them a century to recover from this blow.

After all, even after being born, they would still need time to mature.

Above, the sky was a clear, cloudless blue. Below, the ground was a carpet of corpses. The scene was utterly desolate.

The surviving Rat Spirits seemed to have gone mad, scrambling toward the outskirts of Monkey Mountain to escape.

To remain on Monkey Mountain was to be in a living Hell. Enduring the Snake King’s aura for even a minute felt like being sliced by a thousand blades.

Tu Xiao’an’s Snake King aura had already been majestic, but now, after devouring the Emperor Sun Snake and fusing with its Emperor’s Qi, the resulting presence was terrifying beyond compare.

This outcome was, in fact, a complete accident. It wasn’t something Tu Xiao’an had done intentionally.

”Good heavens...”

The Cyan Dragon, the Bull Demon King, and the Ape King saw the dense carpet of Rat Beast corpses on Monkey Mountain and couldn’t believe their eyes. They let out a short, spasmodic breath and stared blankly, as if rooted to the spot.

Before, the mighty rat tide had swept through, leaving no blade of grass standing. Now, the Rat Beasts that formed that tide were nearly all dead, and the survivors had fled.

In other words, simply by emitting his terrifying Snake Race aura, Tu Xiao’an had single-handedly dealt with the Gray Demon King’s entire rat lineage.

The three Battle Companions stared blankly at Tu Xiao’an’s ever-intensifying, radiant body, as if they were looking at some world-shaking monster.

It was too terrifying. A kind of terror that was beyond words.

Forget the three of them—even Luo Ziyun, who was always so calm and composed, stood with her alluring mouth hanging open like a small box.

The rat lineage commanded by the Gray Demon King was finished, just like that. It all felt so unreal.

Slowly, the look in Luo Ziyun’s eyes as she gazed at Tu Xiao’an began to change. She was starting to look like a fangirl, her gaze filled with a budding sense of adoration.

She had personally witnessed this snake’s growth, a growth so rapid it far exceeded anyone’s expectations.

At that moment, everyone still breathing on Monkey Mountain was in a state of profound shock. But in an instant, a gale swept across the land, kicking up sand and stones as a soul-seizing Demon King’s aura surged forth.

High above the Titan Snake, a massive, illusory rat’s head materialized. It was both Spiritual and Fierce, containing a world-destroying power. The moment it appeared, space began to twist and roil like a tide, and raw power shrieked through the air.

The illusory rat’s head had no sooner appeared than it transformed into a man in gray robes, who let out a desolate shriek like a Fierce Ghost: ”Damned Snake Demon, you can die along with my children and grandchildren!”

”Gray Demon King!”

Luo Ziyun was startled. The Gray Demon King had finally shown himself.

It made sense, though. How could he not appear? In just a short while, hundreds of millions of his Rat Beasts had been completely wiped out. Who could possibly bear such a loss?

The moment the Gray Demon King appeared, he was practically insane with rage, howling like a banshee and stamping his feet. His powerful Demon Qi billowed like a vast, boundless ocean.

”Gray Demon King, as long as I’m here, you won’t be able to do a thing,” Luo Ziyun declared as all three thousand strands of her hair flew into the air and she unleashed a terrifyingly powerful aura.

”You crazy woman! I knew you’d meddle, but you can’t stop me this time! I will kill that snake, no matter the cost!”

A terrifying tail extended from behind the Gray Demon King. In a flash, he swung his hand like a blade and chopped off a section of it.

The moment the tail segment was severed, it seemed to gain a life of its own, shooting toward Luo Ziyun.

It was fast—too fast. Before Luo Ziyun could fully react, the tail segment had coiled tightly around her, rendering her immobile.