Eastern Domain, Beiding Continent, territory of the Golden Lion Race.
Boom!
On this day, the Demon Saint's wrath suddenly erupted, sweeping in all directions, and within the domain, ten thousand Demons prostrated themselves, trembling on the ground.
"Why has Lord Lion King suddenly become angry!"
Some Demon Fiends struggled to lift their heads and looked towards the distant Holy Mountain, where storm clouds gathered and dispersed, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a colossal figure stretched from heaven to earth.
The next moment, the figure vanished, and the disturbance calmed, as if nothing had happened.
"Lion King, what has transpired?"
Some powerful Demon Kings of the Golden Lion Race hurried into the Holy Mountain, inquiring about the Lion King's sudden fury.
"My son is dead!" The Golden Lion King sat high upon the throne, the space around him distorted, as if his true form existed in another world.
