Chapter 66: Next Test—Demon Beast
The cold of the atmosphere was unbearable, especially as the snow came pouring down in thick sheets, making visibility scarce. It was as if the world had been swallowed by an endless blizzard, each gust of wind slicing across the skin like a thousand tiny blades. The air felt heavy, suffocating almost, and yet, for the demons stationed at the mountain ridge, the cold was not their primary concern. The biting wind and snow posed no threat to beasts of their caliber.
These were not ordinary creatures—they were demons. Thick-skinned, deformed, and drenched in a dark, malicious aura. Their long, whip-like tails swayed in the wind, and their bodies bore several eyes, each flicking restlessly. Their very existence was tainted with a grim heart that knew no peace.
