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With a roar, the Tiger King exclaimed, "You have quite the audacity to kill my people. You deserve to die!"
As he spoke, his figure flashed and he lunged towards the Black Python, his hands transforming into fierce tiger claws that glinted menacingly. Accompanying this was his overwhelming pressure, aiming to pin the Black Python in place.
The Black Python's serpent eyes narrowed as a shadow darted past.
With a loud smack, the Tiger King was sent flying back even faster than he had come.
The movements of both were so swift that Zhenbei Wang and the Black Mountain Old Demon could only catch glimpses of their afterimages.
Zhenbei Wang's expression changed dramatically as he gasped in shock.
With a thunderous crash, the Tiger King collided with the mountainside, creating a massive crater.
Dazed, the Tiger King wondered how he had been sent flying back. He looked down at his abdomen where a clear gash was visible.
As pain surged through him, a serious expression crossed the Tiger King's face. He channeled his energy, and the wound vanished without a trace.
He soared back into the air, this time with an expression of utmost seriousness. "Your strength is impressive."
The Black Python chuckled lightly, "Did you really need to say that?" Then his demeanor shifted coldly. "Today, you all will remain here; it’s perfect for me to establish my authority."
The Black Mountain Old Demon was taken aback and quickly interjected, "Brother, what about me?"
The Black Python waved him off. "Big brother, this time you mustn't interfere; otherwise, don’t blame me for turning against you." He scoffed, "If I don’t assert my dominance, every Tom, Dick, and Harry will come knocking."
The Black Mountain Old Demon looked at the Black Python strangely, surprised that he wasn’t rushing to help. His eyes flickered; perhaps it was better this way—he could finally see the true extent of the Black Python's power since he had never been able to gauge it before.
The Tiger King sneered, "What bold words you have!"
Zhenbei Wang's face darkened; wasn't this just a sign of disrespect towards him?
At that moment, the Tiger King coldly declared to Zhenbei Wang, "Stay back; I want to kill him with my own hands."
Zhenbei Wang frowned. At this moment, was he really going to fight alone? However, he understood the stubborn nature of Tiger King and ultimately nodded, stepping back with the figure in the black robe.
Tiger King looked at the young Black Python and scoffed, "Don’t think you’re invincible just because you’re in the Divine Realm. The depths here are far beyond your imagination."
"Is that so? I believe I can easily take you down," Black Python replied with a light laugh.
With a roar that echoed through the heavens, Roaring Tiger King suddenly expanded in size, transforming into a massive tiger over a hundred feet long that appeared in the air. Its imposing presence scattered the clouds, instilling fear in all who beheld it. The tiger's eyes glowed faintly red as it licked its tongue, gazing hungrily at Black Python.
Black Python twisted its neck and let out a resounding roar that reverberated across the land, causing wild beasts on distant mountains to flee in panic. A gigantic python, also a hundred feet long, emerged in the air, its dark scales gleaming ominously, giving off an ethereal quality that felt almost unreal.
There was no choice; his true form was only several dozen meters long and hadn’t reached the hundred-foot mark yet. Everyone else was a hundred feet; he couldn’t appear weak either. It was a strange sense of competitiveness.
Tiger King’s eyes widened in shock as he fixated on the small horn atop Black Python's head. "Jiao Long?"
Zhenbei Wang was equally startled. It turned out to be a Jiao Long, a creature inherently stronger than other demon races.
"Wait, that's not right," Tiger King suddenly spoke again.
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