Wine dripped down snow-white ape fur onto the blue bricks.
Countless cultivators and demons held their breath, utterly convinced that what had just happened was absurd beyond belief.
They had never imagined... that here in the Eight Hundred Miles of Linked Clouds, anyone besides Fairy Jadeface and the few other mighty figures would dare strike a Wandering Void Sea Great Demon of the Buddhist Sect.
And yet...
Following the direction of the attack, they saw the impassive Tiger Demon slowly raise his eyes as he noticed White Ape's gaze.
What exactly was this supposed to mean?
Even setting aside the Buddhist Sect's terrifying backing.
In terms of cultivation alone, White Ape was a bona fide mighty cultivator of the Wandering Void Sea Realm.
A demon in the Cinnabar Flow Realm, no matter how deep his foundations, ought to show at least a little restraint before such an existence, even if he did not bow and scrape.
How had he dared attack?
Dazed, everyone could not help looking beside the Tiger Demon.
Earlier, they had thought the bird demon was outrageously overbearing, while the Tiger Demon was steady and reserved.
Now, it seemed they could not have been more wrong.
These two demons were fucking birds of a feather.
Each more arrogant than the other!
Sure enough...
After getting a clear look at the figure beside him, White Ape suddenly lowered his head and chuckled twice.
In an instant, his massive body loomed over the Tiger Demon, his head drawing so close that it nearly touched the Tiger Mountain God's.
"Do you know... that you're courting death?"
The next moment, the Tiger Mountain God's robes stirred beneath White Ape's foul breath.
He stared straight into those bloodshot ape eyes, then extended his palm and slowly pressed it against that fur-covered face.