Chapitre 816: Three Great Territories

The Rat King slumped his head in despair the moment he left the tunnels.

The scarlet-haired Essence Spirit before him flickered faintly but did not go too far. The Rat King did not dare to escape either and could merely follow along, sighing constantly in misery.

Sigh, to think that I would meet with something like this the moment I cultivate to become a fiend demon. The heavens sure are jealous of the talented!

Is this mid-level fiend demon from Cyclone Cave or Black Sand Ridge?

'What a bummer. I'm not even a protector of Howling Moon Mountain, why did it come to look for me?'

The Rat King was uneasy and fearful the entire journey.

After an hour, the scarlet-haired Essence Spirit at the front stopped.

"Go on inside,"

The scarlet-haired Essence Spirit pointed to a cave not far away and said indifferently.

The Rat King felt that the voice sounded familiar.