Deliberate Provocation

Unlike the Lion Tiger Clan, the Flying Dragon Race seemed especially proud of their massive forms, appearing directly in their true bodies.

Or rather, they were more accustomed to others looking up at them, which made them seem superior.

Shi Xiong looked at the Flying Dragon Race army landing before him, his heart filled with alarm. If he had not happened to return today, the Lion Tiger Clan might have vanished from the Endless Yao Domain forever.

But he did not back down. He knew Li Xinghe was looking for trouble, so he stared coldly at them.

"The Flying Dragon Race has quite the nerve. Do you really think the Demon God Hall no longer exists?"

He had heard that the Demon God Hall had fallen somewhat into decline, but it was still not something a minor force like the Flying Dragon Race could challenge.

As the foremost power in the Yao Domain, the Demon God Hall definitely had Primordial Supremes within it, and more than one at that.

Although the Flying Dragon Race was not weak, at most they might have a Great Dao Peak expert. There might not even be one.

Places like the Yao Domain were brutally competitive, and peaceful days were few.

Only during the era ruled by the First Generation Demon God had the various races been relatively restrained.

In the years that followed, slaughter never ceased in the Endless Yao Domain. Not only did the races compete with one another, but they also fought great wars against the Human Race.

To the Human Race, the Demon Clan made the best mounts and guardian beasts for mountain gates.

Any sect with even a little standing would raise several powerful demon beasts to guard its gates.

The Flying Dragon Race beasts burst into laughter upon hearing