Pig Seven had no idea how much the Fire Bear Demon and the brown-clad elder knew. In theory, the cultivators who had seen him and Lu Xiaotian, along with those Demon Race members such as the Three-Eyed Lion-Snouted Beast, had all perished. But the wild boar demon's heart gave a sudden jolt. Thinking it over, there could still be a fish that had slipped through the net: Xiong Kun, whose strength was formidable, who had outmaneuvered Lu Xiaotian, and who had ultimately escaped unscathed despite being badly wounded by him. There was no doubt Xiong Kun knew a great deal. It seemed the treetop of Hanging Corpse Ridge also knew plenty about their exploits. It was rare to hear of humans, demons, and treetop demons communicating, but that did not mean it had never happened.
"Tell us everything that happened between you and Lu Xiaotian in the Dark Demon Tomb. If we don't get the answers we want—or if there's even the slightest discrepancy—Wild Boar Ridge will be wiped out in the blink of an eye," the brown-clad elder barked again.
Pig Seven put on a pained expression. Lu Xiaotian has already gone far away. Surely telling them about some of what we went through in the Dark Demon Tomb won't make much difference. So he recounted some of his personal experiences: how he and the others, including the Purple-Green Ape Demon, had surrounded the Barren Stone Beast; how Lu Xiaotian had collected Blood Vines; how he had traveled with Lu Xiaotian all the way to Hanging Corpse Ridge; and how they had gathered spiritual items. He told them everything, step by step.
However, he held back some details about the magnetite and what had happened inside the blue barrier, leaving those parts out.
"Is that all?" The brown-clad elder