A gaze once again fell upon Tu Xiao'an.
What kind of eyes were those? They seemed ordinary and calm, but they contained endless, thick Evil Qi. Just what kind of terrifying past had this figure experienced?
Tu Xiao'an had thought his own Snake King's Eye was terrifying enough. But compared to the eyes of the Ancient Demon, his gaze was simply too kind, too innocent. He stood completely still, sweat slowly trickling down his forehead. He was nervous. That's right, even a generation's Snake Emperor had become tense.
It was too terrifying. Upon resurrection, the Ancient Demon was like a Killing God returning from Hell. The formless power concealed within its calmness was enough to strike terror into one's heart. Perhaps this was what a true big shot from Ancient Times was like. Even after being dead for countless ages, it still possessed such an imposing presence.
