Meanwhile.
Inside Baotian's tent.
He was gulping down wine and tearing into meat.
As members of the Tyrannosaurus clan, they ate only meat. They did not care whether it was human flesh or Demon Race flesh.
"M-my lord, something terrible has happened."
A Demon Race member rushed in in a panic.
His feet even slipped midway, and with a stumble, he fell straight to the ground.
"Get up. Look at the state you're in—what kind of spectacle is this?" Baotian said calmly.
His brows furrowed, making him look immensely imposing.
"What happened? Speak slowly."
"King Pig Tiangang went after that human from earlier, but some of our people found King Pig Tiangang's corpse."
The Demon Race member spoke in terror.
"It looked like that human had hacked him into ten thousand pieces with a blade."
At those words, Baotian was instantly enraged.
Yet he did not show his joy or anger on his face.
Moreover, he was far more cautious than Pig Tiangang.
A human had ventured alone into the depths of territory crawling with the Demon Race; that alone was enough to invite suspicion.
On top of that, the human possessed such strength.
One had to know that among the Demon Race, aside from Baotian, no one else could necessarily defeat Pig Tiangang so easily.
But he could not afford to make no response to this matter.
Such an important Demon Race expert had died. If he did nothing, then once their hearts were no longer united, it would be detrimental to his rule.
Thus, after giving it some thought, Baotian said directly, "All Demon Race members, heed my command. Find that human's whereabouts. When the time comes, join forces and kill that human to avenge Demon King Pig Tiangang."
Baotian chose a relatively middle-of-the-road plan.
He would rely