"Aooooo! You rats! Mount Mo rats! A dishonest victory! Aooooo!"
Between the mountains, a giant golden-haired lion roared furiously, causing the ground to shake and the mountains to tremble. This lion, towering over hillocks and stretching eight lengths long, lay on the ground like a mountain ridge, being a great demon that roamed the vast wilderness, under the seat of the god-lord of Floating Jade Mountain.
However, this top predator of the Southern Frontier was now in a desperate situation. It had lost an eye, half of its teeth were broken, its body riddled with arrows and hunting spears, its golden fur soaked with bloody scabs turning dark brown. Its belly was even slashed open, revealing a pungent mix of green and purple intestines, and its nose and mouth sprayed a thick dark green blood, which included a pile of wriggling worm eggs – it was evident that it had been poisoned, leaving it far from its once majestic and domineering self, only capable of fleeing desperately.
