The wind howled past their ears high above the ground. As the Stormflame Dragon descended, it passed below the clouds, revealing the marshland below. All kinds of never-before-seen animals lived there, while plants grew exceptionally lushly in the muddy water.
Looking into the distance, the Sacred Serpent Tribe came into view, settled on a flat area halfway up the mountain. The mountainside behind the tribe was covered in large-scale snake-scale carvings. Unlike the primitive tents he had expected, most of the tribe's buildings were made of stone. At the center was a huge bonfire, which appeared to be half-extinguished.
As the Stormflame Dragon approached, waves of hunting roars came from between the buildings of the Sacred Serpent Tribe. Some even leaped onto the stone rooftops and looked up at the Storm Dragons flying overhead. Clearly, Voodoo Warlock Baze had given them advance notice. Otherwise, a barrage of hunting spears would certainly have been hurled into the sky by now.
The Exotic Beast Erba had been tossed down at the foot of the mountain. The moment the huge beast landed, quite a few members of the Sacred Serpent Tribe came running over, some of them excitedly climbing up along its scales.
With a whoosh, the Stormflame Dragon skimmed over the ground. Wherever it passed, the treetops were pressed down by the strong wind. When it glided to the flat area halfway up the mountain, right in front of the giant bonfire, the Stormflame Dragon landed. Voodoo Warlock Baze, who had been waiting there, approached with a smile. After all, Su Xiao had brought gifts this time.
"Byakuya, you're being too formal."
Although Voodoo Warlock Baze said that, his old face was grinning like a blooming chrysanthemum. The flesh of a ten-thousand-meter-class exotic beast was a good thing. Although the Sacred Serpent