Four fox demons of the Wandering Void Sea Realm struck at once, bringing a little clarity back to White Ape's eyes, which had been brimming with savage fury.
He truly had not expected this Cinnabar Flow demon, who had appeared from who knew where, to set all of Eight Hundred Miles of Linked Clouds ablaze with just a few words.
They made him out to be some villain guilty of every unforgivable crime...
He looked around, speechless.
He had already intended to take the offered stepping stone, follow the slope down, and leave this place.
These people were the ones who refused to let matters rest, scrambling to their deaths.
Was that his fault?
At that thought, he helplessly glanced at the burly tiger demon once more.
The next instant.
The long saber came screaming toward him.
White Ape remained expressionless, merely raising his palm indifferently and bringing it crashing down against the blade.
Crack-
With a sharp snap, the long saber shattered.
Amid the shower of fragments, his palm struck out ferociously!
Of course.
He had not put his full strength into that strike.
Killing one demon had already brought the situation to the brink of spiraling out of control... if this tiger demon died too, wouldn't these women fight him to the death?
Boom-!
In the blink of an eye.
The burly tiger demon was sent flying backward.
But just as White Ape prepared to turn and leave.
He suddenly stopped, staring ahead in astonishment.
Before his eyes.
Tiger Mountain God's body was gradually turning insubstantial. With death-defying resolve on that rugged face covered in king-shaped markings, he shouted to everyone, "Fellow Daoists of Eight Hundred Miles of Linked Clouds, we brothers will go on ahead!"
The instant his words fell.
His body turned into a skyful of