Bab 319: The Beastly Devils Society of the Black Tortoise Continent

At the north hideout of the Beastly Devils Society...

“Fuck! It's really tiring to move such a large Dragon Beast.” A black-robed man, one of the five orange elites, complained when he had to transmit his qi to more than one hundred Celestial Bird Beasts to carry a female Adamant Sol Dragon back here.

“Don't complain. I've lost a lot of power, just like you,” the second man in a black robe said because he, too, powered the Celestial Birds with the first black-robed man.

“Hehe. But what you get is worth it!! If these dragons shed every year, their scales will turn into billions of gold coins!! We are really lucky,” the third black-robed man said, licking his lips.