After entering the Divine Deer Tribe, Lin Mo felt even more astonished.
He had just witnessed the conditions in the Eagle-Fighting Tribe. It was an utterly backward, primitive tribe, whose members mostly survived by hunting other demons in the mountains.
Yet within the Divine Deer Tribe, he could actually see merchants and shops, and even currency made from seashells.
Building a city with a powerful army on Ten Thousand Fiends Mountain was no great difficulty.
But establishing a civilization in such a savage, perilous place could truly be called a miracle.
For Lin Yang, a demon, to accomplish such a miraculous feat, he truly deserved his reputation as the foremost sage of the Demon Race.
At the innermost part of the city stood a grand, towering palace built from refined iron and timber, far more luxurious than Ying Tianxiao's Divine Temple.
After entering the palace, Lin Yang did not offer Lin Mo and the others seats. He simply sat on the throne inside and said coolly, "Speak. What business brings you to see me?"
Naturally, Lin Mo took no offense at Lin Yang's cold attitude. With a faint smile, he said, "We came to Ten Thousand Fiends Mountain for two reasons."
"First, to find a corpse."
"Second, to obtain a feather from the White-Spirit Immortal Crane."
"Someone of unknown origins refined Black-Plumed Peacock Blood into a secret drug and took control of thirty-five cities in the southern Divine Land. Millions of living beings have been turned into beasts that devour raw flesh and drink blood."
"The only way to counteract Black-Plumed Peacock Blood is with the purifying power of a White-Spirit Immortal Crane's feather."
"But according to what Chief Ying just told us, the White-Spirit Immortal Crane became a Tribulation Transcendence True Person and ascended to the middle plane ten