The Arrogant Crimson Flame Bear Lord

After leaving the Qinghe Mountain Range, Li Xingzong visited six more Demon Race settlements in succession.

The demons in those six places were not particularly strong. Most had only one to three Demon Lords presiding over them, and all readily accepted the Li Family's summons.

Li Xingzong's next destination was Mist Mountain.

Mist Mountain was unlike the Demon Race settlements he had visited before.

It bordered Jiao Province, a land of barren mountains and treacherous waters. Not a soul lived within ten thousand miles.

Gray mist shrouded its rolling peaks year-round, like a natural curtain cutting the land off from the rest of the world.

According to the Li Family's intelligence, no fewer than ten Demon Lords resided on Mist Mountain.

The one who ruled them was a ferocious bear known as the Crimson Flame Bear Lord.

His strength was extraordinary. Otherwise, he could never have ruled Mist Mountain's demons. He had already reached the Late-stage Innate.

Li Xingzong pressed deeper into the mountains.

He made no attempt to conceal his Innate Realm aura. Every demon beast along the way lay low or retreated; hardly any were foolish enough to stop him.

He reached the heart of Mist Mountain without obstruction.

Hovering high in the sky, Li Xingzong gazed at the mist-wreathed main peak and called in a deep voice, "Where is the Crimson Flame Bear Lord?"

His voice echoed among the peaks, rebounding again and again before fading into the vast mist. No one answered for a long while.

Li Xingzong frowned.

He drew another breath and called louder, more sharply, like a thunderclap: "Where is the Crimson Flame Bear Lord?"

This time, the impenetrable mist finally began to churn, as though stirred by an invisible giant hand.

Deep within it, two blood-red lights, each as large as a