In a cave abode deep in the Sanguine Ape World, an old ape seemed to have sensed something and opened his eyes slowly.
The old ape's fur was already white and his eyes were turbid, as though he could break through layers of space and see the situation in the combat arena.
"How rare, how rare…"
The old ape murmured softly, "After the Calamity of the Sanguine Apes, the fighting will of our clansmen gradually waned and they're no longer the same as before. To think that we would be able to see a junior with such fighting spirit."
"It's just… a pity."
The old ape sighed with pity and guilt.
He knew very well what consequences this junior would face, but he was powerless to change it.
Even if he was a World Lord.
Not far away from where the old ape sat, there was another Sanguine Ape Emperor. When he heard that, he said, "The two Horse Monkey Emperors are under the orders of the Blessed Heaven World to monitor our every move."
