The goldthread spirit fell on all fours in fright, shivering incessantly.
"Damn it, I knew that those demons from yesterday were just here to scout! They took away many of our villagers, and we've lost contact with many of them like ginseng baby! This time around, we mustn't let them have their way!" The tree demon village head was enraged as well.
"But that Flood Tiger was transformed from a mutated beast and has many demonic troops under him. They are vicious and aggressive. We aren't a match for them at all!"
"We can only call out Old Ancestor!"
"Otherwise, we might not be able to save our village!"
...
The beast roars were filled with brutal intents, and the Hundred Grass Town was in a state of chaos. All of the demons appeared to be feeling uneasy.
Feng Lin was deep in thought. Although this Hundred Grass Town was independently situated in a land of paradise, they didn't have a peaceful life either.
