Su Yi was stunned. He asked in confusion, “Are those ‘dogs’ still confined on Spiritual Desolation Mountain?”0

Who knew what Lin Feng was thinking, but his expression filled with dense murderous intent. “That’s right. They’re still alive, but they’re no more than prisoners.0

“And it was… Divine Venerate Tian Huang who imprisoned them!”0

Su Yi’s eyebrows rose; he really hadn’t anticipated that. “Why would he do that?”0

“They served their purpose. When the hunting dog catches the crafty hare, it too is boiled and eaten!” Lin Feng’s expression filled with sadistic glee. “Divine Venerate Tian Huang’s dogs worked wholeheartedly on his behalf. They hoped that one day, their god would usher them into the God Domain. Alas, they miscalculated. When a god no longer has use for his dogs, he’s sure to heartlessly cast them away, the same way he would worn-out shoes!”0

“But why imprison them?”0

Ling Feng explained, “When dogs are pushed into the corner, they’re known to jump over the walls. Divine Venerate Tian Huang wanted to prevent word of the gods’ shameless, despicable...0