Bloodmang Ancient Land.
In the dozens of cities of the human race, countless scholars hurried toward the Temple of Sages despite the pouring rain, for scholars kept unleashing Tongue Blossoms Thunder.
"Our Bloodmang Ancient Land has a transmissible battle poem!"
"We have a transmissible battle poem..."
Cries of Tongue Blossoms Thunder, laden with complex emotions, kept exploding above the cities of Bloodmang Ancient Land.
Viewed from high above Bloodmang Ancient Land, only the Dragon City Ruins were free of rain.
Within the ruins, some humans and demons were fighting War Idols. The lucky ones encountered only a handful, but the terribly unlucky were besieged by countless War Idols, including some powerful Golden-Armored War Idols.
At the center of the Dragon City Ruins, the Crime-Suppressing Hall stood unshaken. In its rear hall, the Demon Kings of the Fierce Fang Tribe and the Hundred Demons Tribe kept scavenging. Unlike the orderly humans, these Demon Kings cared nothing for handling things gently. Whenever they saw something valuable, they found a way to stuff it into a Lake-Containing Shell. Once their shells were full, they packed things into large bundles and carried them on their backs.
From time to time, Demon Kings came to blows over treasures, drawing crowds of other Demon Kings to watch.
Everything was quiet on the first dungeon level. Blood mist shrouded everything, and no one could see anything beyond two hundred zhang.
Fang Yun sat on his Desert Warhorse, halted beside a cage.
Fang Yun studied the warhorse beneath him. Apart from finding the crescent mark on the black horse's forehead somewhat odd, he was thoroughly satisfied with every aspect of it.
*Although Demon Kings can fly outside the Dragon City Ruins, they cannot fly faster than they can run unless they become Great Demon Kings. As long as