Before Great King Golden Eagle and White Lion, several dozen zhang away from the two demons, Black Bear Spirit stood in the air. Black Bear Spirit wore a helpless expression, his demonic staff dragging limply behind him. His tiny eyes swept the sky, then the ground, before he said, "Great King Golden Eagle, Great King Ten Thousand Lions, have you two grown tired of your lives? Black Wind Ridge has always kept to its own waters, never interfering 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?"
Black Bear Spirit spoke to himself, his expression wary. The demonic cloud beneath his feet churned faintly, as though he would flee at the first sign of trouble. Unfortunately, neither the languid Great King Golden Eagle nor the cold-faced White Lion had any intention of responding. Black Bear Spirit could only continue, "Ai, today makes one hundred days! I truly cannot understand why you two Great Kings have surrounded my Black Wind Ridge. I was the first king of Black Wind Ridge, was I not? Great King Wan Chou was merely someone to whom I yielded the throne because he was young and strong back then. Yet he forgot his roots and tried to harm me. Left with no choice, I painfully eliminated him. Could it be that you two Great Kings were especially close to him and have come to avenge him?"
"Caw..." Great King Golden Eagle had been squinting, but he suddenly opened his eyes. Sharp light blazed within them, startling Black Bear Spirit into a shudder. He drove the demonic cloud beneath his feet and instantly fled several zhang away.
"Black Bear Spirit..."