The ice and snow had melted on Mount Kunlun. The old trees had begun to sprout and vitality was surging.
However, the hearts of the host of kings were clouded and all of them were in low spirits.
The group of people had become extremely weak after having the energy in their bodies cut away and their levels dropped.
This was a major incident—Kunlun would be definitely be eradicated if people found out about this. The dozens of king level entities had become ordinary birds and beasts. The effects were simply too great.
After returning to Kunlun, the old llama got in touch with the Golden-Winged Roc King, asking him to come return and hold the fort here. The latter was also born here at Kunlun and later left to become the sect master of Mount Hua.
"Our losses are too great." The Mastiff King laughed ruefully.