The beastkin who had just left the conference hall were still discussing their future when a message suddenly resonated through their blood—
"No one is to leave the Xia Country Management District. You are especially forbidden from approaching the North Snow Wolf Clan's territory!"
The ram-headed man, the Minotaur, and the other Bright Soul Realm experts felt a tremor in their souls. They exchanged glances, their eyes filled with utter confusion. 'What's gotten into the Demon Monarch?'
He was telling them to hole up in the management district for no reason. 'Could it be that those bastards from the Three Great Demon Clans of the North Wilderness can't wait any longer? Are they going to absorb us and hand North Border City over to the Kunlun Demon Clan?!'
As this possibility occurred to him, the Minotaur's eyes went wide, and he seethed with fury. "Those damn Demon Race bastards..."
BOOM—
