Snow eagles and frost herons roamed Purple Frost Mountain in great numbers.
Around the spiritual grounds at the mountain's foot, the roars of demon kings rang out in waves.
A slightly larger cold eagle swept through the air before finally landing in front of a snowy hill.
"Purple Emperor, those cultivators have all fled." This cold eagle was an ordinary White-Eyed Cold Eagle. On the snowfields, it naturally counted as a respectable beast, but its potential topped out at a fourth-stage lower-grade demon king.
Now that it followed the Purple-Eyed Demon Emperor, it even dared to bark orders at some fourth-stage late-stage demon kings, let alone watch those Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators of the human race flee with their tails between their legs.
"Keep watching." The Purple-Eyed Cold Eagle was very satisfied. It had now gathered a dozen or so demon kings, all stationed fairly close together.
Since they were all cold-attribute demonic beasts, there was no need to worry about insufficient spiritual veins.
Only flesh and blood for food were somewhat lacking, but it arranged for the demon kings to take turns hunting, which did not delay things much.
As for the natural treasures and spirit herbs they guarded, it had collected them all and handed them over to Ye Jingcheng in exchange for plenty of spirit pills. After these were distributed, the demon kings were not displeased at all; instead, they became even more obedient.
Over this period, it had also been fortunate enough to receive a fifth-stage middle-grade water-attribute spirit pill, which had considerably strengthened its true essence.
It felt that with another three or four similar spirit pills, the fifth-stage late stage would not be far away.
After giving instructions for a while, it flew up to the summit of Purple Frost Mountain and