King Xiong

"Not good—demons, demons!"

The wanton voice carried an unbridled chill. The utterly silent convoy immediately erupted into panic. Quite a few people jumped from their carts and fled desperately toward the roadside they had come from.

"Run!"

"The demons are here!"

"Man-eating demons are here!"

"..."

The merchants had not even clearly seen what the demons looked like before they were already scrambling and bawling like ghosts and howling like wolves.

Nor did they dare place their hopes in the escort masters anymore.

In fact, the first to react and flee were the two escort masters leading the group.

The demons of Brown Bear Ridge were notorious far and wide!

The fact that they could occupy both sides of this trade route without being exterminated by major merchant caravans, dynasties, or powerful experts spoke for their strength.

Two escort masters at the early Gushing Spring Realm were not even enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

In truth, the Great Jing Empire had once dispatched several Wheel Sea Realm experts—half-step Dao Palace Realm—to wage war here, only to return with feathers ruffled.

After that, they could only let matters take their course and pray for their own good fortune.

If several half-step Dao Palace Realm experts had all returned in defeat, it meant that even a Dao Palace Realm expert acting personally might not be able to settle this, and one misstep could lead to a terrible loss.

As time passed, Brown Bear Ridge's fearsome reputation spread far and wide, reaching the point where it could stop children from crying at night.

If there was the slightest disturbance here, there was only one rule: run for your life.

But entering was easy. Trying to flee was difficult.

Bang, bang!

With two dull thuds, the two escort masters who had