Deep within Yunmeng Ze, on White Sand Island, a Greedy Wolf opened its gaping jaws and dragged a two-zhang-long catfish out of the Ze Water, swallowing it in just two bites. After licking the bloodstains around its mouth, Ghost Orchid's gaze turned towards Chenfeng Mountain.
"This Little Turtle is in for a beating," it said with schadenfreude.
"Indeed, a beating is imminent," another bird, covered in sparkling lightning and resembling a golden eagle, chimed in.
Laughter erupted all around.
Looking around, there were more than ten kinds of adult Divine God Beasts on the island.
The Yunmeng Dragon King had appeared in his Drake form to keep the company.
For the Demon Clan to meet guests in their true form denoted the highest form of courtesy, just like when he greeted Su He and Feng Jiu in his true form.
"It's also a childhood memory, after all."
