Chapter 3 Demon Tribe, I Really Despise!

Yutuo Sea Area.

A majestic palace stood high on the island, emitting an indescribable dignity.

Powerful auras rose and fluctuated in the palace.

Numerous mighty members of the Demon Tribe, serving as guards, and even Dragon Race demons stood among them.

In the main hall, a beast's shadow lay prostrate on a cushion.

The sides were filled with demons.

They looked fearfully at the dozing White Lion.

Suddenly, the White Lion opened its mouth as if it was moving in its sleep.

But the Bovine Demon standing to the right at the front instantly turned pale, and a hint of struggle passed through its eyes.

Despite this, its limbs eventually moved, and it walked towards the White Lion, stuffing its body into the lion's mouth.

Crack! Crack!

The sound of bones breaking, mingled with spurting blood, filled the palace with a terrifying aura.

Whether it was the demons standing at the sides or the Bovine Demon being swallowed, all suppressed themselves, making no sound whatsoever.