The wolf demons all spoke at once, rattling off the names of several demon kings.
"Bear King, Heart Moon Fox King, Jade Scale Great King..." Chu Mo repeated under his breath. They were merely a pack of demons at Foundation Establishment, yet each had given himself a grander title than the last.
He glanced at the wolves and said, "Lead the way!"
The wolves froze at his words, stammering, "G-Great King... are you going to... visit them?"
These demon kings were all fiercer than their former Yellow Wind King, and more than a few were ruthless figures at the middle baleful tier.
Their new king was strong enough to dispose of Yellow Wind with ease, but those demon kings had been famous for years. Even the Blood Pupil Great King might gain little from going there.
"Visit?" Chu Mo smiled faintly and, before the wolves' frightened eyes, slowly said, "Exactly. Since I'm new here, of course I ought to pay my neighbors a 'proper visit.'"
His tone was mild, yet it carried the scent of bloody winds and crimson rain.
The wolves wanted to dissuade him, but feared their new king would kill them on the spot. Under Chu Mo's oppressive presence, they could only lead the way, trembling as they headed toward a neighboring demon king's territory.
A burly, dark-skinned man was down on all fours, staring in terror at the treasure bottle floating in midair.
The bottle was engraved with patterns of a hundred beasts, so seamless they seemed naturally formed. Its exquisite appearance alone would have made anyone want to hold it and admire it closely.
Yet at that moment, the dark-skinned man saw no difference between that bottle and the god of death.
He was the Bear King of Black Rock Mountain. He had been eating