Before Great King Golden Eagle and White Lion, several dozen zhang away from the two demons, stood none other than the Black Bear Spirit... At this moment, the Black Bear Spirit wore a helpless expression, his demon staff dragging limply behind him. His tiny eyes swept over the sky, then the ground, before he spoke. "Great King Golden Eagle, Great King Ten Thousand Lions, have you two grown tired of your days? Black Wind Ridge has always kept to its own waters and never crossed paths with Mo Yun Ridge or Lion Mountain. And my Black Wind Ridge is already the smallest territory within Black Cloud Ridge. Why have you two Great Kings suddenly taken an interest in my Black Wind Ridge?"
The Black Bear Spirit spoke on his own, his expression still highly guarded. The demon cloud beneath his feet churned faintly, as though he would flee the instant anything went wrong. Unfortunately, neither the languid Great King Golden Eagle nor the cold-faced White Lion showed any intention of responding. The Black Bear Spirit could only continue, "Alas, it has already been a hundred days! I truly cannot understand why you two Great Kings have surrounded my Black Wind Ridge. I was the earliest king of Black Wind Ridge, wasn't I? Great King Wan Chou only became king because I saw that he was young and strong and yielded the throne to him. Yet he forgot his roots and tried to harm me. Left with no other choice, I painfully eliminated him. Could it be that you two Great Kings were particularly close to him and came to avenge him?"
"Caw..." Great King Golden Eagle had been squinting, but suddenly opened his eyes. Brilliant light flashed within them. The Black Bear Spirit shuddered in fright, urged the demon cloud