"You are no longer human, so why pity those animals that are not of the same race? Why not, join me in enjoying them being treated as food." The Ancestor of Sky Demons raised his skull, exhaling a murky breath toward the sky.
The breath flew into high altitude, like it had a life of its own, heading towards the Northern end of Struggle Land.
The breath emitted a stench, a stench that was the Sky Demons' favorite smell, and it could be seen that wherever the breath passed, figures with black flesh wings gathered there.
In the sky, Sky Demons appeared from all directions, some monsters even held a living human in their mouths, not yet finished eating, chasing toward the direction the breath flew.
"Do you want to know where they are flying?" The Ancestor of Sky Demons, Yu Tian, laughed again, "In this Human Land, my army numbers 1 billion. I just told them that the taste of humans in the Northern Territory is more delicious, what they will do I naturally don't know."
