Lion Camel Ridge.
Inside the Beast Swallowing Hall.
Three powerful demons were seated.
Sitting in the main seat was the Lord of Lion Camel Ridge, his head covered in brown hair, his aura oppressive and domineering.
The other two demons, one was the Golden Winged Peng Demon from Fuyao Palace, and the other was the Deep Sea Snake Demon from Floating Island.
"Hehe, old lion, you are actually injured?"
The speaker was the Golden Winged Peng Demon, with a tone carrying a hint of teasing, "Dao Sect doesn't have a Supreme Saint, could it be that you were ambushed by several top Great Saints of the Human Clan?"
"Hmph, a few top Great Saints count for nothing, what injured me was that Human Clan Qi Blood Saint."
The Lion Camel Supreme Saint snorted coldly.
This injury had him seething with anger even now.
"What? Old lion, you aren't joking, are you?"
The Golden Winged Peng Demon was astonished.
