When the foul-smelling pig dung kept falling on Snake Soul's head, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.
Not only the people behind Wang Yan, but even Snake Soul's many black-clad subordinates were all staring wide-eyed, mouths agape in disbelief.
Indeed, after reaching the realm of the Demon King, it became a transcendent existence; for Snake Soul, it should be exalted above all, and aloof from the world.
Since Snake Soul broke through to the Demon King, they've indeed been arrogant, especially in front of their subordinates, showing unmatched authority without laughter or fuss.
Now, seeing the normally dignified Snake Soul so unlucky, with a head full of pig dung, the twenty-some black-clad men could barely hold in their laughter.
Yet, intimidated by Snake Soul's usual authority, they could only forcibly hold back.
However, the people behind Wang Yan were different; Beiming Xue, Ouyang Feiting, and Ma Jun laughed out loud without restraint.
