About two miles on, we arrived at a barren hill, with plants as tall and dense as foxtails growing nearby, and the air carried a thick sour smell.
Coming upon a cave.
Inside, many demons were waiting.
There indeed was a banquet.
But the food mainly consisted of insects, large rats, snakes, and other small unnamed demonic creatures.
There were also humans among the guests.
Ma Lin looked around and took a seat with Zhao Tumei at a very small stone table bearing a roasted sheep, which smelled quite appetizing. He really wanted to eat it, but it seemed the other demons showed little interest.
Including the host and guests, there were over three hundred people in total.
A demon with a pitch-black face dressed in a white robe stood on the podium to speak.
