As the group ventured deeper, the rank, gamy stench of wild beasts began to fill the air.
「And then—」
"ROAR—!!!"
A beast's roar, filled with agony and indignation, suddenly erupted from the depths of the mist not far ahead!
"AWOO—!!"
"HISS—!"
The sounds were incessant: wretched screams, mournful howls, and the RATTLE of dragging chains.
The brutality and pain contained within the sounds seemed to herald a living Asura slaughterhouse ahead.
'This should be enough to scare them off, right?'
Su Ling'er led the group, following the piercing roars step by step toward the Spirit Beast Garden hidden deep within the mist.
Along the way, they witnessed even more gruesome sights.
Several demon beasts resembling giant wolves, their eyes lifeless, pulled massive millstones, grinding phosphorescent ore into powder in an endless, tedious circle.
In a spirit field not far off, a few boar demons were tilling the soil with their hard tusks, performing the most primitive form of farming.
