"Roar——"
"Hiss hiss!"
"Screech——"
North of Beixiong Pass, in the depths of the Ten Thousand Mountains.
Even in the deep of night, the roars of numerous demons echo continuously, and from the sound, it's not difficult to tell that their mood isn't particularly cheerful.
Every so often, sinister voices emerge, speaking rapidly, as if in exasperation.
If anyone could understand the language of demons, they would grasp the meaning of their words—
"The Divine Will's shadow emerged from here earlier, find him!"
"Damn bastard! A human dares to venture into the Ten Thousand Mountains! If I catch him, I'll tear him limb from limb, skin him, pull out his tendons, crush his bones and scatter his ashes!"
"Where is Cangmu?! Have it unleash its Divine Skills, mobilize the forest of the Ten Thousand Mountains to find that mongrel!"
"There's still a trace of the Divine Will here, pursue! He can't have gone far!"
