Suddenly, a series of scared shouts came from the village entrance.
Lin Qiye soared into the sky and looked in the direction of Saint King Mountain. A glance made his pupils contract, and his expression became even uglier.
In the direction of Saint King Mountain, a large group of demons rushed out, mixed with a few rogue ghosts.
As far as the eye could see, there were thousands of them!
"B*stard!" Lin Qiye let out an angry roar and dashed toward the village entrance.
Lin Qiye had guessed that the tiger demon might act ahead of time, but he had not expected that he had also summoned many minor demons from God knows where.
However, these were not the reasons for Lin Qiye's anger. What worried him the most was Lonemoon.
The tiger demon must have already known about Lonemoon's plan. Now that he had started to take action, Lonemoon was in danger.
Lin Qiye's expression turned cold at the thought of that playful lady.