Where there was danger, there was safety. Safe routes were often traveled by various races. If both sides were evenly matched, they would usually brush past each other without interfering. Unless they bore a grudge, even the Human Race and Demon Barbarians would not fight to the death upon meeting.
If they encountered a weaker hostile race, the stronger side would inevitably strike without mercy.
Minglang Ancient Road was a famous safe route in Burial Saint Valley, stretching thirty thousand li. Countless smaller paths branched off from this ancient road, leading to other parts of Burial Saint Valley.
Minglang Ancient Road was in fact made up of low hills and plains, broad in some places and narrow in others. On either side stood towering mountains and perilous Fierce Lands.
In a relatively broad stretch, Lion Might Emperor, whose body had only just fully regrown, flew through the air. His lion fur was no longer as lustrous as before, and the once-majestic mane around his neck was ragged and uneven. Any Demon Barbarian familiar with him knew that he cherished his body, yet now he could not care less.
"Ao Yuwei, once I recover my strength and obtain powerful Half-Sage Burial Treasure, I will chop you into eight pieces and boil you alive!" The usual composure had vanished from Lion Might Emperor's eyes, replaced by blazing, venomous hatred.
Lion Might Emperor lowered his head and licked the chest beneath his neck. The area still throbbed faintly with pain.
"My core was shattered, and my realm fell. This hatred is irreconcilable! To escape the Dragon Race's Blood Tomb Mausoleum region, I not only exhausted my Sacred Qi Clusters, but also burned away much of my lifespan. To evade pursuit, I even had to cut across Fierce Lands. Luckily, I discovered several divine