As he spoke, Zhou Qilong walked over to the Gray Eagle's corpse, took out a sharp blade, and deftly extracted its Beast Core, handing it to Mu Bai.
"In the Beast Territory, Beast Cores are the common currency, though medicinal pills can be used as well. The Beast Race loves medicinal pills refined by the Human Race, while humans accept Beast Cores from the Beast Race in trade."
"You mean there are humans living here?"
"Yes. Just as our Eastern Ridge has areas where beasts congregate, there are also some large human tribal cities in the eastern Beast Territory, near the Dao Sea. These people don't share the same roots or origins, but they gathered together and united, carving out a sliver of space to survive in the Beast Territory. There are even old monsters at the Dao Ling level among these tribes, beings even the Demon Saints don't dare offend lightly. You can go there to seek protection!"
"I imagine those old Dao Ling monsters aren't trapped here!"
"Of course not. There are few people left in this world who could hold beings like them here! I suspect this war between humans and beasts is nothing more than a game manipulated by those great figures, something they play for amusement!"
Zhou Qilong murmured softly, his expression filled with fury.
Tens of millions of lives met gruesome deaths on the battlefield at a time. Could those savage, tragic wars, which moved even heaven and earth, really be nothing more than entertainment for a few great figures?
Zhou Qilong had fought in the war between humans and beasts and had lived in the Beast Territory for more than two hundred years. How could he not have questions? How could he not have observed and pondered?
"If I ever get the chance,