"Lord Zhou Dao has come a long way since the old days. If I hear anyone daring to speak his name directly again, don't blame me for being ruthless," Yang Kui barked sternly.
"At your command!" The crowd exchanged glances and responded in unison.
Yang Kui nodded, his heart filled with anticipation.
Back in the days at the Headquarters of the Demon Control Department, he had seen the Primordial King from a distance several times, but this time he could finally get close to him.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Suddenly, a signal arrow shot up from the depths of the jungle. Right after, intense sounds of horses galloping thundered towards them, making the ground tremble slightly.
"To arms!"
Yang Kui raised his hand in signal.
It didn't take long for a troop on horseback to charge from the distance, all in military armor, drawing bows and chasing after a blood-red tiger.
Hum...