Tiger Leap Ravine!
Ever since the Flying Tiger Venerable became a Demon Venerable a thousand years ago, this place had been the territory of the Flying Tiger Clan. Over the years, not to mention demons, even the Demon Suppressing Division of the human race had not dared trespass here.
In the mountains, young Flying Tigers still unable to assume human form frolicked through the woods, clutching severed limbs as they gnawed on them. Powerful Flying Tigers who had already transformed sat or lay atop enormous boulders, drawing in the power of heaven and earth to cultivate.
If not for the white bones scattered everywhere and the reeking demonic wind that made one want to vomit, this place would have been a secluded paradise.
"When I become a Demon King, my Flying Tiger Clan will rise into the bloodline of a royal clan and look down upon the Wasteland. Then, the boys will no longer go hungry!"
Within a temple built from piled boulders, the Flying Tiger Venerable sat cross-legged upon the divine altar, gazing in satisfaction at the scene before him.
Although the Demon Suppressing Division could do nothing to the Flying Tiger Clan, the Flying Tiger Clan could not be too brazen either. Aside from the humans they kept captive, they could only occasionally raid Yunzhou.
Things had been better before. Each time he acted, he could seize plenty of flesh and blood for the clan's young to eat. But ever since he had colluded with Zhong Zhenyu, in order to pursue the great cause of becoming a Martial King and avoid causing Zhong Zhenyu trouble, he had begun restricting the clan's young from harassing Yunzhou whenever possible.
As a result, many of them had no choice but to cultivate by drawing in the power of heaven and earth