Forget the ordinary citizens; even the bigwigs watching the scene from the reception hall of the Demon Management Bureau were all completely dumbfounded.
Their astonishment was beyond words.
'A Celestial Tribulation?'
A mere Snake Demon had conjured the phenomenon of a Celestial Tribulation. What in the world was going on?
How could such a divine feat be the work of a snake?
This was too outrageous.
The bigwigs now looked like they'd never seen anything impressive in their lives, their arrogance completely gone.
"This has to be an illusion! It can't be real!"
A leading figure shot up from his chair and declared with conviction.
'What kind of cosmic joke is this? There's a limit to how freakish you can be.'
Apparently, the mental fortitude of these bigwigs wasn't even as strong as that of the Demons in the Yaoling Mountain Range.
Those Demons had grown used to it.
