What a Filial Son

Si Le said coldly, "Who else wants to try?"

The Beastmen exchanged glances and shrank back farther.

Si Le's soft voice echoed through the mountains.

"Enough. Take all your people away. You can divide these humans among yourselves, too. And take every corpse here with you."

What a Filial Son

The uprising lasted less than an hour. The moment Si Le appeared, he crushed everyone with overwhelming force.

This time, Si Le made no attempt to hide anything. He had the guards carry every corpse down the mountain for disposal.

A woman from the Nightmare Leopard Tribe caught a guard by the arm, sobbing. "Have you seen my son? He's a leopard with yellow fur, very handsome and strong."

The guard waved her off irritably. "Don't know. Get lost!"

The woman begged him. "Please, I just want to know where my son is. He went missing on the battlefield. He's the fiercest warrior in our tribe."

A cold voice came from behind her.

Another guard pointed at a heap of corpses on the ground. "I think I saw him in there. Look for yourself."

The woman froze.

She trembled all over, unable to bring herself to look at the bodies.

"That... that's impossible. My son can't be dead. He's the strongest leopard..."

Scenes like this unfolded everywhere.

The tribe's mightiest warriors had not died in battle. Si Le's men had killed them.

A strike from behind. One stab, and they were dead.

Their families wept as they took the bodies home. Whether they harbored resentment toward Si Le was something only they knew.

Si Le did not care. He ordered his men to search the entire Demon Realm for the items needed for the Formation.

Li Zi paid particular attention to Ran Zirou's reaction.

When Ran Zirou learned what Si