Ten Thousand Demon Forest.
"The Golden Leopard Clan has been wiped out."
Looking at the slip of paper in his hand, Old White Ape remained calm, without the slightest ripple in his heart. He casually shattered the paper, reducing it to ash.
"With the Golden Leopard Clan as the catalyst, the human race now has an opportunity to vent its anger."
"Given Skyvault Ravine's arrogance, it will certainly launch an offensive against Demon-Suppressing Pass ahead of schedule."
"And at the same time..."
"Go make trouble for Lord Black Flood Dragon."
"That way, our esteemed Lord Black Flood Dragon should have little energy left to concern himself with matters here in Ten Thousand Demon Forest, though he will still be angry."
"But by the time he can spare the attention, Ten Thousand Demon Forest..."
"Will already be completely united, and will have placed itself under Eagle Ravine Mountain's jurisdiction."
"He will need at least a year before he can take his anger out on Ten Thousand Demon Forest."
"After all..."
"Our Ten Thousand Demon Forest is on the very front line of the assault on Demon-Suppressing Pass."
Old White Ape sat in his wooden chair, a complete tea set beside him. He brewed himself a little tea, took a light sip, and slowly closed his eyes.
"As for a year from now, even if the forces rotate, whether the Black Flood Dragon Clan can retain its position as the God Race in Skyvault Ravine will still be uncertain."
"Ji Hong won't let the Black Flood Dragon King run wild for too long."
"My thanks to the human race..."
As he pondered, Old White Ape suddenly chuckled and shook his head slightly. He lifted his teacup again and gently sniffed it, his face filled with enjoyment.
In fact, aside from his white