"GURAHAHHAHAHAH!"
"BURAHAHAHAHHAHA!"
The laughter erupted like a violent storm, shaking the very air around Wei Long.
It started as a chuckle, a cruel and mocking sound, before growing into an overwhelming cacophony that reverberated across the dark sky.
Wei Long narrowed his reptilian eyes, his thick brow knitting together.
His tail twitched once, twice, but he did not speak. He simply watched.
The two mist-like figures above, their forms barely distinguishable, seemed amused beyond words. Their laughter was filled with contempt, mockery, and derision, as if they had just heard the most pathetic joke in the entire universe.
"Hahahaha! This—this thing still has the audacity to stand before us and say he will eat a pure one?"
"What an absolute joke!"
"This filthy impure one, still breathing, still thinking it holds some kind of worth!"
"Pathetic! Absolutely laughable!"
