The White Snake Demon, having gathered its life origin and condensed its soul, now had its name inscribed in the register, although its life history and death date were entirely absent. But, what's the point even if it transforms into a dragon? Today we've captured it; do you think we can let it leave?"
After speaking, he glared at the pagoda with a sinister smile, the murderous intent in his eyes not at all concealed.
The hunched old man involuntarily hesitated, "After all, it's a Great Demon; would it be inappropriate to just kill it like this? In my view, it's better to interrogate it and lock it away, and once the major event is over, then it's not too late to kill."
The other glared at him, "Look at your lack of courage, no wonder you haven't made a mark for so many years, needing my promotion to partake in top events. We've already captured it, the action is imminent, why keep it alive?
