There were more demon beasts after they entered Ape Chatter Ridge and everyone headed towards a certain direction.
There were many forked roads in the forest and visibility was dim.
Although there was no one leading the way, Su Zimo's group did not get lost following the group of demons in front of them.
"Why are there some low-level fiend demons all of a sudden? Are they here to die?"
"These fiend demons seem to be from Howling Moon Mountain or whatnot. I heard that is the latest territory to rise and their Territorial Lord is a low-level fiend demon!"
"Haha! Even a monkey can rule over a mountain without a tiger!"
Not far away, fiend demons made fun of Su Zimo's group and roared in laughter.
"Are they blind? Who says that there's no tiger! I'm right here!" The spirit tiger grumbled softly.
The Rat King gave a gentle cough and consoled, "At the very least, Howling Moon Mountain has made a small name for itself."
