Inside the Ten Thousand Mountains, within a certain mountain valley.
A bonfire blazed fiercely, and a Wolf Demon of the Demon Clan, covered in wounds and at death's door, lay on the ground.
Nearby, strewn haphazardly, were the corpses of four or five demon beasts; some of the Demon Corpses were left with nothing but stark White Bone, their flesh meticulously stripped clean.
Wafts of meaty aroma lingered in the valley, and atop a simple rack above the bonfire, one of the Wolf Demon's thighs was already roasted to a golden, dripping gleam.
"Speak, where has Demon King Chili gone? I don't like to force others, so don't make me do things I dislike!"
One of Chen Hai's Avatars sat before the bonfire.
In his hand, the stick skewering the Wolf Demon's thigh was occasionally flipped, ensuring more even heating on the Wolf Demon's leg.
Among the seven or eight Avatars he had split off, this one sitting here was the strongest.