In the Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler's eyes, whether they were soul beasts, soul masters, or those lowly humans,
they were all his subjects.
Even if they all died out one day, he would not care. Once he finished eating the soul beasts, he could eat humans.
Although the Sun Moon Empire ruled this continent, he was its true ruler.
The Sun Moon Continent had no deities. No one worshipped gods, and they had no concept of the Divine Realm.
The reason he had not gone out to rule humanity was that he considered it unnecessary.
His greatest priority was improving his cultivation, strengthening himself within the Evil Demon Great Forest and overcoming his heavenly tribulations.
Besides, humans were nowhere near as delicious as soul beasts.
His food had to possess at least ten thousand years of cultivation, not one year less. Thousand-year soul beasts were not even worthy of his attention, and even the other Evil Eyes were extremely picky eaters.
In short, the Evil Demon Clan was the sovereign of the entire Sun Moon Continent, its ruler in all but name.
In their eyes, these humans were mere ants who only knew how to play with toys, their cultivation pathetically weak.
Had they not needed them to govern those lowly ants, the Sun Moon Empire might have ceased to exist long ago.
For the people of the Sun Moon Continent, which had never experienced a beast tide, this sudden outbreak was inconceivable.
These soul masters were all overwhelmed with shock, unable to calm down for a long time.
After all, it was their first time encountering one in their lives. They truly had no way to remain calm.
Their first time! How many firsts did a person have in a lifetime?
And this was no ordinary first-it could cost