Looking at the middle-aged Leopard Man's build and facial features, which were very similar to Ice Storm's.
Then looking at how their feet were tightly bound together by a single chain.
Meng Chao vaguely guessed his identity.
Among the Leopard Men following "Jackal" Kanus, with the authority to command the Jackal Warriors, Meng Chao knew of only one.
That was Ice Storm's father.
At this moment, whether it was Ice Storm and her father, trapped in captivity.
Or the Raging Lion Warriors, Fierce Tiger Warriors, and Jackal Warriors.
Or Destroyer's Horn and Raging Blade.
All of them were deeply drawn in by the bizarre spectacle of the Underground Jungle within the Original Mother Laboratory.
By their imagination, this should have been the resting place of the ancestral spirits, the Hall of Glory for warriors.
Yet countless Mandala Trees wrapped in Spirit Magnetic Material thrashed their roots, vines, and branches madly, as though demon souls had been poured into them. They unleashed shrill howls, crackling sparks, and arcs of electricity. Such a terrifying scene stood worlds apart from the very idea of a "Hall of Glory."
And the Original Mother, guarded by the numerous Mandala Trees, looked nothing like anyone's ancestor.
Because the enormous inverted V-shaped Holy Scar was still blazing fiercely and radiating boundless light.
The suppressed Original Mother was unable to draw everyone's souls through the vortices on her skin into the Ancient Battlefield for cleansing.
In everyone's eyes, she was merely a malformed, hideous, nauseating lump of flesh.
Still, there was one thing that all the jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards present could be certain of.
No matter what connection this lump of flesh had with their Sacred Ancestral Spirit.
This underground cavern contained immeasurable Totem Power.
Whoever became master of the cavern and devoured all its Totem