Chapter 1477: Luotian Old Ancestor Emerges, Confrontation

Under everyone's gaze, the Mangshan Demon Emperor suffered a silent loss; he could not just let it go.

He reached out again, wanting to give Bai Xinlan a little color to see, to make this person kneel and reassert his majesty as Demon Emperor.

He wanted to tell all demon beasts that the Demon Emperor's majesty must not be desecrated or defied; anyone who disrespects him will receive his punishment.

The outcome is simple: either kneel and become his subordinate, or die.

"Hum."

That hand gradually expanded, until it loomed before Bai Xinlan, covering the sky and sun, impossible to dodge or resist.

Bai Meng Holy Maiden choked back a sob, sweat beading on her forehead; she wanted to move to block it, but found she could not move, the demonic might preventing her from moving, let alone taking the blow in place of the clan chief— the other clansmen were the same, utterly unable to move.

At this moment they finally understood the terror of the Demon Emperor's exalted presence; that demonic might shocked them, making even movement difficult, let alone attacking.

"Such strong pressure."

"Worthy of being the Demon Emperor's exalted self."

The two Luotian elders stepped forward from behind, standing before Bai Xinlan; they gritted their teeth, raised their hands, and desperately resisted this attack— anyone in the Luotian White Snake Clan could die, except Bai Xinlan must not die.

Bai Xinlan is the future of their Luotian White Snake Clan; she must be protected, allowed to grow healthily, and by then the Mangshan Demon Emperor will be nothing.

"Chief, step back, let us handle it."

"I'm old; life or death makes no difference." The two stood respectively before Bai Xinlan, blocking her path, having resolved to desperately resist this strike.

"You two elders, step back; this strike is not something you can withstand." Bai Xinlan shouted urgently, not wanting to see the two elders die before her eyes; she appreciated their good intentions.

The two Luotian elders said calmly: "Chief, we sacrifice ourselves for the future of the Luotian White Snake Clan; how could we let you face danger?"

"We are old; if we die, we die— after living so many years, there's no loss."

The two firmly stared at that giant hand, unable to resist yet determined to resist.

Even if it means death, they must block his attack; they absolutely cannot let the Mangshan Demon Emperor kill the chief— this is their duty and responsibility.

"Overestimating oneself."

The Mangshan Demon Emperor coldly glanced at the two, not regarding them at all; to him, two mere Dao Realm elders were no different from ants.

"Go die."

Toward these old immortals, loyalty or not, he would still kill them; their loyalty made the Mangshan Demon Emperor thoroughly dislike them, wondering why such people were not his own but belonged to Bai Xinlan.

Those around him were either betraying or betraying; none were truly loyal to him, and even if they seemed loyal, it was only superficial— hence he despised such loyalty as fake and nauseating.

"Sigh."

A sigh sounded, and the Luotian Old Ancestor's figure stepped out; the surrounding space turned viscous as the Mangshan Demon Emperor's hand halted, the Old Ancestor raised his hand and lightly slapped— the collision of fist and palm released terrifying energy that began to warp the surrounding space.

The next moment, all energy vanished into nothing; everything returned to calm.

It seemed as if nothing had happened at all.

The two Luotian elders blinked, staring at the figure that had appeared before them—a graceful silhouette slowly descending; standing before them, they waited until they could clearly see the newcomer's appearance, then opened their mouths.

"Old Old Ancestor?"

"Ancestor, is it you?"

The two stared in disbelief at the figure before them—the Luotian White Snake Clan's Old Ancestor, who had vanished many years ago; they had thought the Old Ancestor dead, never expecting the Old Ancestor still alive, and moreover present among the clan.

Looking again at the Old Ancestor's cultivation and strength, capable of opposing the Mangshan Demon Emperor— does that not mean the Old Ancestor's power fears not the Mangshan Demon Emperor?

In that case, isn't it so?

"Old Ancestor, what is your cultivation?"

The two were overcome with excitement; they had seen the Old Ancestor before, only once, but the memory was vivid.

Upon meeting again, they naturally recognized her— it was the Luotian White Snake Clan's Old Ancestor; she still lived, and her power was unfathomably deep.

How could they not be delighted?

Bai Xinlan clasped her hands and said: "Old Ancestor, please trouble yourself."

The Luotian Old Ancestor nodded, then turned her gaze to the distant Mangshan Demon Emperor and the three Demon Kings.

The Mangshan Demon Emperor's eyes narrowed, locking onto that figure without moving again, only coldly laughing: "Hehehe, so you're still alive, Bai Qing Shuang; I thought you had fallen, never imagining you'd been hiding in the Luotian White Snake Clan all along, and moreover you seem to have taken that step."

This person, clearly on the verge of death, yet took that step.

The Mangshan Demon Emperor gritted his teeth; as soon as this woman appeared, he knew this opportunity had failed, and his blood food was gone.

This woman is not a Dao Realm cultivator but a Tribulation Realm powerhouse; even the first tribulation is beyond what he can handle now.

What's more, this woman is extremely dangerous and hard to deal with.

"Zhang Mang, I never expected you to still be alive, actually taking over your subordinate's body and being reborn anew."

"Your Dragon Soul Reincarnation Method is indeed excellent, letting you perfectly merge with this body."

The Mangshan Demon Emperor's face darkened; his divine ability had been seen through, spoken aloud before all— afterwards he would have hardly any secrets left.

As expected, the three Demon Kings withdrew from him, scanning back and forth between Bai Qing Shuang and the Mangshan Demon Emperor, gaining another option and another line of thought.

Diewumeng silently thought: "Luotian Old Ancestor Bai Qing Shuang, such ancient monsters still alive— she is an even more ancient existence than the Mangshan Demon Emperor; this woman is very dangerous."

"She took that step, her vitality renewed, hard to deal with; this time the Demon Emperor's exalted self will suffer a setback— I never expected this old immortal to still be alive and to have made a breakthrough; it seems related to that figure from Longshe Shan, no wonder Bai Xinlan is so confident, utterly unafraid of us."

"If I also had such an Old Ancestor protecting me, I would be even more arrogant."

From now on, she need not obey the Mangshan Demon Emperor's orders, nor worry that the Luotian White Snake Clan will be at the mercy of others as before.

She has finally risen above, finally awaited this step.

Hei Hu inwardly sneered: "This time the Demon Emperor's exalted self will be miserable."

He naturally knows the terror of the Luotian Old Ancestor, and also knows this woman is hard to deal with.

The Luotian Old Ancestor has lived so many years without dying; this woman has many tricks.

This time the Demon Emperor's exalted self has truly met a match.

The Bee King gazed at the Luotian Old Ancestor's figure, fixing on her face, cold and unfeeling.

"She is still the same as before."

"She actually took that step; from then on, the Mangshan Mountain Range became interesting."

"He has seen that woman several times; inside the Mangshan Demon Palace, his years of survival are the longest; each time he manages to survive, truly an undying old man."

"Bai Qingfeng is even older than him, and her lifespan is even longer; such a woman, yet she has not fallen—how could he not be... shocked."