“Ahhhhhh—” Fresh blood… screams… dismembered bodies… That was not a human at all! That was clearly a ghost, a demon! “Oh my, oh my, the divine eagle of the grasslands… it’s a demon, a demon…” Zhuo Le stared fixedly at the person in front of him, muttering in almost disbelief. In the fierce Beirong army, Zhuo Le was known for ...