When he saw this tribe.
Demon Emperor Daochen was stunned.
He felt as though he had returned to primitive society.
There was little food here, yet it filled the center of the entire tribe.
A group of monster children crowded around it, gazing longingly at the food.
But clearly, they were not entitled to know about it.
After the Demon Emperor and his companions arrived.
The largest, fattest piece of meat was held up before the Demon Emperor.
The Demon Emperor waved his hand, not intending to eat.
But the scrawny fellow looked at him. "Please accept their gift, or they'll be unhappy."
"Don't worry. This is just a piece of Magic Beast meat, from an Ancient Demon Lizard. It tastes pretty good, and it's safe to eat."
Demon Emperor Daochen looked at the meat, but he still had no appetite.
He had not eaten anything in a long time and naturally had no need for such nourishment.
Judging by their appearance, however, the inhabitants of this place seemed to depend on these things to sustain their lives.
Demon Emperor Daochen looked at them and accepted the meat after all.
He frowned slightly and took a small bite, sensing nothing unusual.
Finally, he looked at everyone.
When these fellows saw the Demon Emperor eat the meat, they all cheered.
Then a pile of choice meat was placed before him.
After that, the Demon Emperor did not take another bite.
The others, however, threw themselves into the feast without a care.
The way they ate was interesting.
The strong ate first, the weak got to eat the good portions, and finally it was the turn of the children and women.
It was an extremely strict hierarchy.
The Demon Emperor looked at the scrawny fellow. "You aren't from here, are you? Why