"What? You people have grown bold again, thinking to defy me, huh?" Shi Feng stood proudly in the sky, looking down at the tumultuous Python Dragon Clan below, and spoke coldly.
Then he focused his gaze on the Python Dragon Clan Patriarch, saying, "Old Undying, you're not planning to hand over that Big Snake, are you?"
"No! It's not!" Upon hearing Shi Feng's words, the Python Dragon Clan Patriarch showed a bitter expression and shook his head at Shi Feng.
He then turned around and looked at the tumultuous Python Dragon Clan people behind him.
In the hearts of the Python Dragon Clan, while other things might be negotiable, the Sacred Relic left by the ancestors...
Ultimately, facing the invisible pressure from above, the Python Dragon Clan Patriarch decided to raise his head again, and just as he was about to speak, a crisp, melodious, and clear girl's voice suddenly echoed from the distant void:
