The sight of Jun Moxiao and his companions eating barbecue outside the battlefield was soon noticed by the other members of the Ancient Race.
"Ahhh... they're actually eating the flesh of our Ancient Race! Damn them!"
"Kill them!"
The Heavenly Son's troops bristled with fury. As Descendants of the Eight Divine Generals, they had always stood high above others. In Primordial times, they had fed on humans, enslaved the Human Race, and looked down upon all living beings. When had they ever suffered such humiliation?
In the distance, the Holy Emperor's Son watched Jun Moxiao and his companions leisurely eating grilled meat and drinking fine wine, and he could not help swallowing.
That smelled amazing!
Jun Moxiao used his magical power to spread the aroma of grilled meat across the entire battlefield. The Heavenly Son's subordinates roared in anger even as they drooled.
The grilled meat smelled far too delicious. These Fierce Beasts ate their food raw and rarely encountered such a tempting aroma. Yet that fragrance came from the roasted flesh of their own Ancient Race brethren, so they did not dare eat it.
This created a bizarre scene: the Ancient Race members wanted to eat but did not dare, their hearts itching as though scratched by a cat. It was agonizing.
Those Ancient Race members who wanted to kill Jun Moxiao and his companions had barely flown within a thousand meters of him before they dropped from the sky like dumplings into a pot, crashing to the ground, their fate unknown.
Afterward, the Purple Jade Qilin collected some of the better-looking Fierce Beast corpses, while the ugly ones were discarded. As the Purple Jade Qilin put it, they were too ugly and spoiled the appetite.
The three women from the Jade Pool and the Heavenly Court Members all