"Haha, who would've thought that Holy Emperor Featherwind would actually get killed?"
The canyon was crawling with all sorts of grotesque Demonic Beasts.
At its deepest point, countless beast and human bones were scattered around as decorations.
Sitting on a throne made of beast hides and bones, the Beast King, with the head of a bull and a body rippling with muscles, let out a few wild laughs.
A pig-headed Demonic Beast standing nearby looked confused. "Your Majesty, we were working for those two Holy Emperors. Their deaths should be bad news for us, right? Why are you so happy?"
"What do you know?"
