Dou Qi Continent, Central Plains.
Between heaven and earth, a towering mountain stood majestically.
The mountain was incredibly grand, reaching down to the earth and up beyond the clouds. From above, it seemed to stand at the highest point in this world.
This mountain was Blood Demon Mountain, which the Blood Evil Tribe had painstakingly constructed by plundering countless resources from the Dou Qi Continent and piling up the lives of innumerable continent dwellers.
Blood Demon Mountain was crimson, and its dense, almost tangible stench of blood filled the space between heaven and earth, turning even the sky dark red.
Streams flowed through the enormous mountain, yet they were blood-red, like actual blood. It looked like a land of blood demons and Asuras.
From time to time, countless streaks of blood light appeared within the mountain, their number impossible to determine.
At this moment, in the deepest part of the mountain, blood energy filled the area and was incredibly viscous.
Before an abyss, three figures stood with their hands behind their backs. Blood energy surged around them, shaking the space until it trembled ceaselessly.
All three wore red robes. The leader was extremely handsome, with a blood-red vertical mark between his brows that faintly emitted a terrifying aura of slaughter.
Behind him, the other two stood with their hands behind their backs. Their faces were as sinister as wolves, and every sweep of their eyes emitted boundless ferocity.
The man with the vertical mark between his brows turned around and said indifferently, "It has basically been confirmed that someone is making a move against our Blood Evil Tribe. The Blood Killing King and the other two should all have been captured."
As soon as he said this, the expressions of the two other vicious Blood Demon Kings changed despite themselves.