The Earthshaker Black Bear Clan experts who had mobilized were all dumbfounded.
Why did they feel like something was off here?
Xiong Lin had said earlier that he had encountered danger and nearly died. Now he was saying they were going to join other Demon Race clans in attacking the Six-Winged Golden Roc Clan.
Their minds had never been particularly quick to begin with, and now their brains were about to fry. For a moment, they had no idea what they were supposed to do.
Seeing that all the other bears were stunned, Xiong Ba, the clan chief, roared, "The Six-Winged Golden Roc Clan dared to harm my son. They must be taught a lesson! Follow me to the Six-Winged Golden Roc Clan—we will seek justice!"
No matter what his son wanted to do, as his father, he had to back him up.
Xiong Lin's brain definitely worked better than his. If Xiong Lin said they were taking on the Six-Winged Golden Roc Clan, then they would take on the Six-Winged Golden Roc Clan! Besides, with justice on their side, they could walk unhindered through the Demon Realm.
"Go! Let's demand justice!"
"Go, go, go!"
One Earthshaker Black Bear after another headed toward the Six-Winged Golden Roc Clan's main city.
Xiong Lin had never expected that he had boarded a pirate ship. Xue Ze was actually doing what a Demon Emperor was supposed to do—Xue Ze said he wanted to unify the Demon Race.
How absurd! Had the Demon Race ever been unified? Xiong Lin certainly did not know, and there was no record of it in the ancient texts either.
The Demon Race was collectively called the Demon Race, but beneath that umbrella were countless distinct clans. They all called themselves the Demon Race, but they could not be