"With Elder Snake here, this guy is doomed!" proclaimed the seventh prince of Paluo confidently.
"Elder Snake will triumph!"
"Elder Snake will triumph!" Thirty thousand Paluo warriors shouted in unison, their morale soaring.
In contrast, Du Yun and his companions looked tense and anxious.
"Commander Ye has met a tough opponent this time!"
"This Elder Snake is a veteran powerhouse of Paluo, said to be a master of the War Venerate level!"
Elder Snake's sinister vertical pupils fixedly stared at Ye Wudao, while the poisonous snake wrapped around his neck continuously flickered its forked tongue, looking extremely terrifying.
"Brat, I'll give you one last chance, hand over the Beiwang Blade!" Elder Snake threatened.
"Want it? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself!" Ye Wudao scoffed.
"Seeking death!" Elder Snake was utterly furious, as a terrifying aura of a second-tier War Venerate erupted from him.
"When Elder Snake is enraged, rivers of blood will flow!"