Countless low-level skeletons and ghouls wandered aimlessly through Black Bone City. Every so often, a few stronger ghostly creatures would stare in alarm toward the forbidden zone, then flee in panic after sensing the terrifying ripples caused by the spatial rift.
Amid a haze of spreading black-gray smoke, Guyou warily glanced toward the forbidden zone.
He had escaped back from the earth-shattering battle in Cloud Capital. The entire battle had been too chaotic at the time. There were rumors that the Cloud Capital Demon Ancestor and the Black Floating Bone Emperor had both died, but no one had seen it with their own eyes.
However, some demons and ghosts had indeed witnessed the deaths of the Black Bone City Lord, the Cloud-Patterned Python Emperor, and other powerful Ghost Lords and Demon Lords.
After those high-ranking figures had been wiped out, most of the skeletons, ghouls, and cloud demons had nowhere suitable to go, so they returned to the places where they had once been able to survive.
As a skeleton at the Primordial Spirit Ghost-Body level, Guyou considered that the Black Floating Bone Emperor, the Black Bone City Lord, and the others might all have perished. This land of opportunity was, without question, a sacred cultivation ground for him.
After much hesitation, Guyou had made the long journey back from Cloud Capital, hoping to take advantage of the tigers being gone from the mountains and become king of the monkeys. With those old monsters gone, he could establish himself as a powerful force here.
After enduring countless hardships, he had finally returned to Black Bone City, only to find that other peers had already arrived. Clearly, he wasn't the only one with that idea. With their usual restraints gone, all of Black Bone City had descended into chaos.
Guyou had