Legend had it that long, long ago, a Beast Demon had emerged from the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Under its demonic arts, the once-lush mountain forests became barren, the clear rivers filled with poison, and deadly miasma spread everywhere. The animals that had once lived in the forests were transformed into monsters—Bearmen, Tigermen, Leopardmen, Wolfmen, and more. They were vicious man-eaters, terrifying beyond compare.
So the Witch Maiden of that era, Linglong, led the seven bravest warriors of the Witch Tribe into the treacherous Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. The eight of them set out to destroy the Beast Demon once and for all.
They hacked their way through the wilderness, slaying countless monsters, and finally reached the ancient cave where the Beast Demon lived on the sixth day.
After a fierce battle, of the seven who had followed Witch Maiden Linglong, only five made it back. They went on to establish the Five Tribes of the Southern Border. The other two, the brothers who had followed Linglong the longest—Black Tiger and Black Wood—never returned.
According to an ancient Witch Tribe legend, the elder brother, Black Tiger, was loyal and valiant, while the younger, Black Wood, was steadfast and resolute.
The one before him, who treated the statue with such reverence and had endured for thousands of years, becoming a Fierce Spirit without regret, was Black Tiger.
"Who are you? How do you know my name?" When Black Tiger, now a Fierce Spirit, heard Hao Shuai call him by name, he froze in surprise.
"Your name isn't some forbidden secret. Anyone who cared to ask around in the Southern Border could find it out," Hao Shuai said casually, brushing him off.
"I don't care who you are or how you learned my name. I advise you to leave as soon