In the Waterfall Cave, the fire swayed.
The Demon Ape leader twisted its head with extreme difficulty, its one single eye staring maliciously at Bai Wushang.
Coldness pervaded the light of the sticky bloodied eyes, and even more so, a hint of fury was mixed in.
Bai Wushang wouldn't be intimidated by it. He snorted, and continued, "Maybe you don't like to hear this, but everything I said is the truth.
"I even find it ridiculous and pathetic that those Swift Wind Sword Wolves who survived are now dashing around in style and happiness, yet you are so passive and sunken that you have completely given up on your desire for life, and plan to be done with it?
"And to put it more bluntly, your people wouldn't die in peace if they knew!!!"
The Demon Ape leader's breath from its nose suddenly turned ragged, as if a dying flash, and a creepy aura rose from within its torn body.
