"What are you still standing there in shock for? You want to run into those bastards from the West? Get lost," the fiendish demon snapped impatiently.
Ye Qingtang stood up straight as she started understanding what was going on around her.
She had thought that it was normal how the fiendish demons in this valley were constantly fighting but now felt that maybe that wasn't the case.
Based on what this fiendish demon had said, the demons seemed to belong to different camps. The ones who had attacked her previously seemed to be from the western camp, while the one standing right in front of her seemed to be from the eastern camp.
The fiendish demons all looked extremely different here and the sheer number of them were shocking as well. There was no way they were able to differentiate members of the different camps based on looks alone.
The only possibility was that they were doing it by smell, to differentiate their peers.
