In the Nine Yang Calendar year 5781, on the 21st of January, the weather was light rain.
Golden Roc Demon Vein.
The rain curtain stretched for thousands of miles, raindrops falling on the earth and splattering tiny mud spots, the trees on the mountainside were covered with a layer of moisture, appearing hazy, like fog.
Pair after pair of bloodthirsty and ferocious eyes opened, with suppressed yet heavy panting sounds like the breath of the forest.
The agitation in their bloodlines was slowly consuming their sanity.
In the clouds.
A trace of worry flashed in the eyes of the Golden Roc Demon Emperor.
Following previous conventions, the Beast Tide would come, and even if Nine Moon True Monarch didn't show up, she would still secretly reveal her aura as a warning.
When he received this warning, everything would be understood without a word.
