A snarl, seemingly coming from a beast on the verge of death and who was slightly trembling, could be heard. There was pain and wildness in that growl, which echoed throughout Beast Venom Temple, piercing through layers of wall and dispersing into the clouds.
The people in Beast Venom Temple quickly dropped what they were working on. They seemed to be listening, their expressions complicated. They were shocked, sympathetic and in fear.
"You’re like an exceptional dire beast, Sir!"
"What dire beast! Sir is the Devil himself, Red Devil."
"Not human, that’s for sure. How can any human reach this stage?"
"Is the biscuit ready? Give some to Xianzi. She’s loyal and honest. I hope Sir Red Devil can lead a peaceful life, or else, what is Xianzi to do?"