King Black Tiger of Black Wind Ridge was, naturally, the female Tiger Demon who had dared to fight Li Chen.
Among the many Great Monsters present, she was the only one who still dared to call herself a king, vaguely setting herself on equal footing with Hu Ze's Avatar, a mighty Demon King.
But to Li Chen, she was merely clinging to the majesty of the king of beasts. She had eagerly arrived as promised, yet still wore that unwilling-to-concede expression. What was that if not being tsundere?
She had assumed human form, still looking like a powerful, muscular woman. A tight black leather coat hugged her body, with a Vermilion Cloak draped over it, as she entered the hall alone.
Several Demon Cultivators were still standing by the door. The female Tiger Demon did not even spare them a glance, proudly raising her head as she passed. Her powerful presence made their bodies tremble, leaving them barely able to stand.
They could hardly be blamed for reacting that way. The many Great Monsters and skilled fighters present all felt the same almost tangible pressure bearing down on them.
It was the intimidating might of the king of beasts, engraved deep within the Blood Essence and genes of many species-the Ancient People's fear of ferocious beasts.
"You've come." Hu Ze's Avatar sat at the head of the hall, the corners of his mouth curling into the wickedly charming smile of a noble young master.
"Black Spirit pays her respects to the King of Pingqiu." The female Tiger Demon felt somewhat glum, but she knew she had to show Hu Ze this respect today, so she took the initiative to salute him.
"So your name is Black Spirit." Hu Ze's Avatar nodded and told her, "Please take your seat."
"A king