The Rat King was crestfallen the moment he left the underground cave.
The mysterious scarlet-haired Essence Spirit in front of him was faintly discernible but did not stray too far away. He did not dare to escape either and could only follow behind, sighing with a sorrowful heart.
"Sigh, to think that I would encounter something as such right after cultivating to become a fiend demon. The heavens are truly jealous of geniuses!"
"Is this mid-level fiend demon from Cyclone Cave or Black Sand Ridge?"
"How unlucky. I'm not a protector of Howling Moon Mountain either. Why is this happening to me?"
Along the way, the Rat King was extremely uneasy and fearful.
After walking for an hour, the scarlet-haired Essence Spirit in front of him finally stopped.
"Go on in,"
The scarlet-haired Essence Spirit pointed to a cave not far away and said indifferently.
The voice sounded familiar to the Rat King.
However, at that moment, his heart was filled with fear and he could not be bothered to differentiate.
He merely felt that the cave before him was like the mouth of a primordial beast that was waiting for him to deliver himself to its doorstep.
"Sigh."
The Rat King sighed once more and grit his teeth before burrowing into the cave.
The cave was not huge and could be seen clearly.
Although it was a little dim, it did not affect the Rat King who had cultivated to the level of a fiend demon.
There were five people in the cave.
Although they looked like cultivators, the Rat King could vaguely sense with his sharp sense of smell that the five of them before him should be fiend demons in human form!
Among the five of them, some were lying on the ground with their legs crossed in a lazy manner. Some were sitting on the ground while others stood silently.
For some unknown reason, all of them looked at him strangely.
The Rat King felt his scalp tingle and was at a loss for what to do.
At the front, a scarlet-haired cultivator assumed a lotus position with his eyes closed. In a daze, the muscles on the cultivator's face seemed to twitch and his appearance changed significantly.
"Y-Y-You …"
The Rat King's eyes widened as he stared at this scene in disbelief.
The scarlet-haired man before him looked exactly the same as the green-robed man who wreaked havoc in Howling Moon Mountain more than a month ago!
Naturally, the five people in the cave were Su Zimo's group.
"You, you guys?"
The Rat King immediately recognized Su Zimo's group of five. He stomped his feet and shouted, "Are you crazy? How dare you come back!"
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
Monkey sneered, "With the five of us together, we can even venture into a tiger's den! Howling Moon Mountain is nothing!"
"No, no."
The Rat King was sweating profusely as he waved his hands and explained, "Don't think that you can come back for revenge just because you've achieved a breakthrough in your cultivation and become a demon! You have to know that even among the demons, there are different levels! "
"Those who can become Territorial Lords are all mid-level fiendish demons! His Primordial Spirit can leave his body and wander around the world. In an instant, he can travel thousands of miles … "
Suddenly, the rat king's voice stopped abruptly.
He saw this scene.
The red-haired Primordial Spirit that came in with Su Zimo flashed and turned into a beam of red light that entered Su Zimo's glabella!
Su Zimo stood up with a faint smile on his face.
The rat king's mouth was wide open, and its eyeballs almost fell out of its sockets!
"H-H-How is that possible? Y-Y-You're not …"
The rat king wanted to ask how Su Zimo's Essence Spirit could leave his body if he wasn't a low-level fiendish demon.
However, at that moment, his mind was in a mess and he could not even speak properly.
"Don't be nervous,"
Su Zimo walked over and patted the rat king on the shoulder with a gentle smile. "I don't have any ill intentions when I look for you. I can't blame you for the conflict that happened at Howling Moon Mountain. "
"Furthermore, it was all thanks to your map that we were able to escape from Howling Moon Mountain,"
When he heard that, the rat king heaved a sigh of relief and sat on the ground. Before he knew it, he was already drenched in sweat.
He did not know much about this person before him.
However, he knew that this person was someone who could distinguish between gratitude and grudges. Since he said that, he would definitely not kill him!
"Brothers, why are you looking for me?"
After a while, the rat king calmed down and took the initiative to ask.
Su Zimo replied, "I'm here to ask you about something."
Instantly, the rat king let out a wary expression and scanned Su Zimo and the others before saying hesitantly, "Brothers, forgive me for being blunt. The reason why I saved you guys previously was out of guilt."
"However, if you guys want to make use of me to harm Howling Moon Mountain, I can't agree to that!"
Su Zimo said indifferently, "Howling Moon Mountain is filled with danger and is already doomed. There's no need for us to make a move."
"What do you mean?"
The rat king blinked.
"Black Sand Ridge, Cyclone Cave, Ghastly River!"
Su Zimo spat out the names of the three places slowly.
Those three places were the three territories around Howling Moon Mountain!
The rat king's expression changed slightly and he remained silent.
Su Zimo said, "You're well-informed. I'm sure you must know that the three territories are plotting against Howling Moon Mountain. If the three territories join forces, Howling Moon Mountain will cease to exist! "
Most of the information was overheard by Su Zimo Just Now and he could roughly guess the answer with a little deduction.
The rat king sighed gently and smiled bitterly. "There's no need for the three territories to join forces. Howling Moon Mountain won't be able to defend against any one of them."
"Tell me what you know about the three territories," Su Zimo asked.
The rat king said, "Actually, just by looking at the map of the territories, you can tell that the three territories are stronger than Howling Moon Mountain."
The rat king was right. The map indicated that Howling Moon Mountain's territory was the smallest and was sandwiched between the three territories.
The rat king continued, "Howling Moon Mountain only has two mid-level fiend demons, the Territorial Lords and Territorial Lords. However, according to what I know, Cyclone Cave and Black Sand Ridge each have more than five mid-level fiend demons!"
"Ghastly River is the most mysterious and no one knows how many mid-level fiend demons they have. However, they are publicly acknowledged as the strongest!"
"That's because the Territorial Lord of Ghastly River is a wyrm!"
At that point, the rat king glanced at Su Zimo and the others instinctively.
He wasn't shocked or aghast as he had expected.
Su Zimo and the other four were way too calm, as though they were listening to something extremely ordinary.
Are the five of them slow to react?
The rat king lamented internally and cleared his throat, emphasizing once more, "Wyrms are pure-blooded ferocious beasts with a trace of Dragons' bloodline in their bodies. Although it's thin, there's a chance for them to cultivate into True Dragons!"
"Oh,"
The five of them replied without changing their expressions.
Su Zimo could be considered as half a Dragon to begin with and was not worried about existences like wyrms at all.
Monkey and the others had fought against the Rakshasa race of the Primordial Nine Races before and their horizons were naturally not something that ordinary demon beasts could compare to.
The rat king widened his beady eyes and puffed his cheeks – he was inexplicably furious.
Little Fox was the first to react and clapped her hands. "Wow, pure-blooded ferocious beasts! So strong!"
"That's way too perfunctory!"
The rat king's mouth twitched and he could not help but roll his eyes.
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