Invincible Snake Emperor

Chapter 666: Chapter 620: Taotie’s Easy Pickings

Being hated by an Ancient Exotic Beast like the Taotie was clearly not a pleasant affair.

But Tu Xiao’an wasn’t frightened. To him, the Taotie was just some big monster hiding in the War Relics, too scared to come out.

One thing was certain: the Taotie would not emerge easily until it reached Rank Four.

If it dared to come out now, Tu Xiao’an truly wouldn’t fear it.

But as for going in himself, he’d rather not. The thick fog outside the War Relics alone felt strange and unpredictable. ’That damned Six-eyed Golden Lion... It would rather charge into the War Relics than submit to me?’

’Does it want to become the Taotie’s next meal?’

The more Tu Xiao’an thought about it, the angrier he became.

”Taotie, you monster! What are you blathering about from in there? This Snake King is standing right here. What can you do to me?”

Tu Xiao’an’s expression was cold as he scanned the hordes of Fierce Beast avatars before him, his voice laced with contempt.

’It wasn’t that he was being arrogant, but in his eyes, these avatars were no different from puppies and kittens. There were many of them, but they were hardly worth mentioning.’

The voice, sharp as a Ghost’s, rang out again. ”Little Snake Demon, you’ve got a big mouth. If you’re really that capable, then come on in. This Emperor will be waiting for you.”

’Heh, go in? No way. I’m not an idiot.’

”Taotie, if you’ve got the guts, then come out! This Snake King promises not to beat you to death.”

The Taotie’s voice was chilling. ”You shameless little Snake Demon, what arrogant boasts! If you came in here, this Emperor could crush you with a single finger.”

”Pah! This Snake King could drown you in a single spit! If you’ve got the guts, then come out! I’m waiting!”

”You come in!”

”You come out!”

”You come in!”

”You come out!”

The Golden-winged Flying Horse: ”...”

’The conversations between great figures are truly extraordinary,’ the horse thought. ’Just like a couple of shrews screaming at each other in the street.’

Both Tu Xiao’an and the Taotie’s true form had their own reservations. Their words were as fierce as a tiger’s roar, but in reality, they were both rooted to the spot.

After their bout of shrewish name-calling, the Taotie had clearly lost its patience. ”Even if this Emperor doesn’t come out, I can still kill you, you little Snake Demon, with ease.” With that, its voice fell silent.

Silence. The silence before the slaughter.

Just then, the Fierce Beast avatars at the edge of the fog tilted their heads back and roared. The sound echoed between heaven and earth, a truly bone-chilling cry.

It was a cacophony of disaster: the howls of abyssal beasts, furious roars, and the grinding of teeth all blended into one.

In an instant, the densely packed Fierce Beast avatars swarmed forward like a plague of locusts, so thick the sky itself seemed about to collapse. A suffocating pressure washed over Tu Xiao’an and the Golden-winged Flying Horse.

The Golden-winged Flying Horse was so terrified it could barely tell whether it was a horse or a mule. ”Master, we have to run!” it cried in a panic. ”There are too many of them! One wrong move and we’ll die without even a grave!”

”Run?” Tu Xiao’an remained fearless in the face of danger. ”If I run, won’t I just become a laughingstock for the Taotie?” he said calmly.

”Since you’re afraid, you should go back for now.” Tu Xiao’an leaped off its back and gave the Golden-winged Flying Horse a long, hard look.

The Golden-winged Flying Horse vanished abruptly, recalled into the system by Tu Xiao’an.

Although the Golden-winged Flying Horse’s Realm was not low—it was a Deep Mountain Great Demon, after all—making it face these Fierce Beast avatars would be asking too much of it.

Immediately, Tu Xiao’an gripped the Heaven Swaying Sword. With a flick of his will, nine Flying Knives as thin as a cicada’s wings materialized, circling at his side. His features were as fine as a painting, yet his every move exuded an air of domineering arrogance. He announced in a loud, clear voice, ”Taotie, it seems your avatars haven’t learned to fear this Snake King! This time, I will slaughter every last one of them right under your nose!”

These avatars were not particularly large, but their Fierce Beast auras were terrifying. Their sheer strength and numbers were enough to drive one to despair.

If Tu Xiao’an were to turn and leave now, nothing would happen to him. But if these avatars were to march on Wencheng...

...then Wencheng would be doomed.

The City had yet to resolve the Huo Luan Demon problem. It couldn’t possibly withstand another storm.

ROAR-HISS...!

One Fierce Beast, like a tiger pouncing down a mountain, was the first to charge Tu Xiao’an. With its massive head, gaping maw, and bizarre shape, it was suffused with Killing Intent.

Tu Xiao’an’s expression was unperturbed. He glanced at one of the Flying Knives hovering at his side, then stretched out a hand and made a sharp, cutting motion through the air.

SWISH...!

The Flying Knife seemed to awaken. Flame erupted along its cicada-wing-thin blade, and it vanished. An instant later, it pierced straight through the charging Fierce Beast.

After being pierced through, the Fierce Beast seemed to petrify for a moment. Then, with a BANG, it disintegrated into ash.

Tu Xiao’an knew that simply killing the Taotie’s avatars wasn’t enough. The Energy from the dead avatars would just be reabsorbed by the main body.

He had imbued the Flame on the Flying Knives with Celestial Power. When a knife pierced an avatar, the creature couldn’t withstand the Celestial Power and was burned to nothing, returning to dust.

These soulless avatars couldn’t withstand the Flame infused with Celestial Power.

He killed one in the blink of an eye, but that was only the beginning. Wave after wave of Fierce Beasts descended upon him like a storm cloud, spewing their auras with wild abandon and making the very space around them tremble.

”Go,” Tu Xiao’an commanded, a demonic glint in his eyes. He flicked his fingers toward the knives circling him. One by one, the Flying Knives, wreathed in Flame, shot out with a series of SWISHES to annihilate the Fierce Beasts.

All nine Flying Knives were now in motion. Full of spiritual awareness and chilling Killing Intent, they left a trail of roaring Fierce Beasts reduced to ash in their wake.

Under the control of Tu Xiao’an’s powerful Consciousness Power, the nine Flying Knives multiplied into hundreds, then thousands. The entire space seemed to fill with their afterimages, slaying the charging Fierce Beasts one by one.

Tu Xiao’an stood rooted to the spot, yet not a single Fierce Beast could get within half a step of him.