Zhang Xiaoshan saw a gigantic head emerging from the pond at his feet.
A snake's head.
Just the head alone was as big as a car.
Next came its body, the part that surfaced was thirty-four meters long, circling itself to enclose Zhang Xiaoshan in the middle.
The enormous red and black snake fixed its cold, massive eyes on Zhang Xiaoshan.
At the same time.
Snakes slithered out from under every rock and crevice in the surrounding walls.
Green ones, red ones, white, yellow, blue.
A motley array, a spectrum of colors.
Even the smallest ones were thicker than Zhang Xiaoshan's arms, several meters long.
Looking around, there were snakes and more snakes.
The Red Training Snake King that had died at the hands of Zhang Xiaoshan earlier would be considered medium-sized in this crowd.
And the number...
There were at least tens of thousands.
"Ten, Ten Thousand Snake Valley."
