The combination of three Super Class Creatures was far more than the sum of its parts.

Before the White Demon King, any single Super Class Creature was like an ant that could be easily crushed.

But who could have predicted the synergy from their fusion would be so immense?

It seemed the notion of an invincible Demon King wasn’t entirely true. The White Demon King himself had just been smashed into the ground.

Smashed into the ground, the White Demon King shot back up only a moment later, hovering high in the sky. He looked somewhat disheveled, but his body still radiated an overwhelming Demon Qi. An irrepressible rage ignited in his eyes.

"Good. Very good. Monster, you have successfully incurred this king’s wrath."

It had been many years since the White Demon King had been in such a sorry state; he had even forgotten what pain felt like.

Just now, he had experienced it.

The Chaotic Beast Huangquan looked up at the White Demon King, its aura violent and savage. It suddenly flashed upward, letting out a sound like a mournful wail. "Die!"

BOOM... BOOM... BOOM...!

In the blink of an eye, the two Demon King Level existences were locked in a chaotic brawl high in the sky.

Their speed was impossible to follow. Countless creatures stared, effectively blind, as they could see nothing of the fight. All they could perceive were the violent booms tearing through the air and successive shockwaves that swept out like a tidal wave.

On Monkey Mountain, the two Monkey Kings weren’t busy watching the show. Instead, they were occupied with damage control.

They gathered all their monkey descendants behind them in a safe zone, personally protecting them.

Otherwise, there was no telling how many more monkeys would die from the formless shockwaves.

The aftershocks from the battle between the two Demon Kings could easily kill a whole group of Spirit Monster Level creatures.

A disaster. This was an unprecedented disaster for the monkey lineage.

This was the very definition of being caught in the crossfire.

Beneath the towering ancient tree, Tu Xiao’an said to the Azure Dragon Celestial Master Zhang, "Let them fight for seven or eight hours. Then you join in. The Chaotic Beast Huangquan is formed from three Super Class Creatures. Once their power is exhausted, they will separate."

"Understood, Master. Do not worry." The Cyan Dragon nodded, standing ready.

The White Demon King was not so easy to deal with. They never planned on defeating him, only on stalling him.

Stalling until their Master completed his transformative ascension would be a victory.

Tu Xiao’an stopped paying attention to the battle, focusing all his energy on shedding his skin. An astonishing, fiery light shot out from the many cracks forming on it. Shedding this layer of Purple Gold Snake Skin was like a prince putting on new clothes.

Putting on these new clothes was tantamount to donning the imperial yellow robe; he would officially become a Rank 3 Snake King, not the Pseudo Snake King who had merely taken the throne.

His molting process was completely different from that of an ordinary venomous snake. Most of the Snake Race had to rub against external objects, scraping off their old skin bit by bit.

But Tu Xiao’an’s Snake Skin was cracking on its own. He couldn’t use any external force, nor could he control the process himself.

This was a molting of ascension; its significance was immense.

It wouldn’t be unusual for it to take a day, a month, or even a year.

Three hours had already passed since he survived the lethal Celestial Tribulation, but he was still far from finished.

With the appearance of the White Demon King, every second counted.

In the valley, the White Demon King was entangled by the Chaotic Beast and couldn’t break free for the moment. Subconsciously, he sensed a snake-like aura growing stronger and stronger.

This snake-like aura was so potent that even ordinary Demon Spirits felt fear and a chilling cold.

Without anyone noticing, night fell. Countless creatures continued to watch the astonishing battle between the White Demon King and the Chaotic Beast.

They fought from the sky to the ground and from the ground back to the sky, endlessly. The Demon Kings’ auras only grew more intense.

No one could say for sure what the White Demon King’s true strength was.

Because Tu Xiao’an was still molting and his Realm of power had not yet stabilized, he couldn’t use the Insight Technique on the White Demon King.

Presumably, the first thing Tu Xiao’an would do after successfully molting and being reborn would be to use Insight on the White Demon King.

Of course, that was a matter for later.

Time flowed by amidst the violent explosions. Before anyone realized it, the ball of light under the ancient tree had grown larger, like a small sun slowly rising into the air.

The fiery light flickered with several brilliant colors. Amidst the splendor, it exuded an extraordinary and majestic aura.

Tu Xiao’an had been paying close attention to his condition. He discovered that with this molting, every time the skin on a different part of his body was shed, the light that shot out was a different color.

There was a silver-white light, a gold-silver light, and even a purple-gold light.

The three beams of light shot out in all directions, incomparably brilliant.

Tu Xiao’an’s eyes showed deep contemplation. ’I remember when I first started, I was a silver-white venomous snake. After my first molting, I became a gold-silver one. Later, after swallowing the Mutated Bloodsucker Snake and ascending the throne, I molted into a Pseudo Snake King with the form of a Purple Gold Snake.’

’And now, as I’m ascending to Rank 3 through Crossing the Tribulation, my third molting is actually wreathed in three different colors.’

’I originally thought I would just get a completely new skin color.’

"Everyone, look! What is that Snake Spirit doing?"

It wasn’t that the countless creatures were intentionally trying to pay attention; the battle between the White Demon King and the Chaotic Beast was simply too intense and spectacular to look away from.

But the ball of light rising by the ancient tree was stealing the show. It grew brighter and brighter, bursting with multiple colors, making it impossible to ignore.

’Is this Snake Spirit insane? Why can’t it just molt quietly instead of making such a huge commotion? Is it that incapable of laying low?’

’Is it afraid the White Demon King will forget about it or something?’

Tu Xiao’an felt completely innocent. ’I don’t want this either,’ he thought. ’But it seems to be a reaction from my body’s molting process. For every bit of Snake Skin I shed, I rise higher, and a different light bursts from my body.’