I established the Eternal Immortal Clan by taming beasts.

In the camp of the beast tide army on the eastern front, inside the tent of the Burning Sky Crimson Ape army.

The tents were made of giant trees that were hundreds of years old, with the hides of third-tier demon beasts as curtains. They were several tens of feet in circumference and could accommodate more than a hundred demon beasts without feeling crowded.

Several fist-sized fire crystals hung from the top of the tent, emitting a dark red light that enveloped the entire tent in a dim and oppressive glow.

Unidentified animal bones burned in a brazier at the corner of the tent, wisps of smoke rising and carrying a pungent, somber scent that permeated the entire tent. A human would feel a burning sensation in their lungs from inhaling it, but the beasts found it delightful, much like humans find the fragrance of flowers.

The Crimson Ape took its seat in the main position.

It was a giant chair carved from a single block of obsidian, with dozens of demon cores of third-tier demonic beasts embedded in the backrest. Each core still retained a faint spiritual light, resembling dozens of eyes that could not be closed under the firelight.

The Crimson Ape leaned back in its chair, one hand supporting its chin and the other resting on the armrest. Its fingers were thick as iron pillars, with a dark red light flickering at the tips.

He was as tall and imposing as a mountain, with shoulders about ten feet wide. His entire body was covered in dark red long hair, and the outline of the muscles beneath the hair was faintly visible, undulating like mountains.

His facial hair was sparse, revealing his bronze-colored skin underneath. His brow bones were high, his eye sockets were deep, and his pair of reddish-gold vertical pupils were half-closed, making it impossible for anyone to tell what he was thinking.

His lips turned down slightly, a sign of impatience ingrained from years of fighting with humans.

Most of the people sitting below were ape-like demonic beasts, the direct descendants of his Burning Sky Crimson Ape demon kings.

The Crimson-Eyed Ape King, the Iron-Armed Ape King, the Golden-Haired Ape King, and the Long-Armed Ape King are all at the peak of the third tier, just one step away from stepping into the fourth tier.

They squatted, sat, or leaned against their seats, each with a different posture, yet they all shared the same characteristic: their eyes carried an innate arrogance, the confidence of the strongest race in the central mountains.

The group sitting in the outermost circle consisted of the demon beast forces living in the central mountainous region, such as the Black Wind Leopard, Silver Mane Wolf, and Ironclad Rhinoceros.

Their status was neither high nor low; they had a place in the main tent, but could only sit on the outer edge, a considerable distance away from the ape kings.

That distance isn't spatial, it's kinship, it's a sense of belonging passed down through generations.

They might occasionally chime in with a word, but most of the time they just listened, their eyes lowered, not daring to meet the gazes of the ape kings.

Of course, some of them still have some influence, such as the Gale Bat King.

He was thin, with his wings folded behind his back as if he were wearing a black cloak. He had a long, narrow face with high cheekbones, and a pair of grayish-white eyes that darted around, not missing a single corner of the tent.

His clan, the Gale Bats, had served under the Burning Sky Crimson Ape Demon Emperor for hundreds of years.

For generations, they have led the entire scout force, responsible for reconnaissance and delivering battle reports. This trust was not built overnight.

"Boss, news has come from the front." The Swift Bat King's voice was high-pitched and clear, echoing in the tent, and the demon kings who had been talking in hushed tones fell silent.

"According to the report, the raid on Burning Bone Pass has failed."

There was a moment of silence in the large tent.

"puff--"

Upon hearing this news, the Burning Sky Crimson Ape couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The laughter was deep and thunderous, making the ground tremble slightly. He grinned, revealing gleaming white fangs, and tossed the beast bone he had just picked up back into the plate.

"That stupid snake actually trusts humans and even thinks about cooperating with them? What a joke!" His voice was rough and loud, with an undisguised schadenfreude.

"Hahaha!" The ape demon kings sitting below also burst into laughter.

The Crimson-Eyed Ape King slapped his thigh, laughing so hard that tears welled up in his eyes;

The Iron-Armed Ape King pounded his chest, making his armor clang loudly.

Although the Golden Ape King wasn't quite that exaggerated, his grin still stretched all the way to his ears.

They were all aware of the plan to launch a surprise attack on Burning Bone Pass.

Among them, the Burning Sky Crimson Ape was the most opposed.

This stems from a hatred of humanity and an understanding of its cunning.

In his eyes, those snakes who think themselves clever are never reliable; they will never understand a very simple truth:

The only way to deal with humans is to crush them with absolute power; any schemes will eventually be used against them.

The plan to launch a sneak attack is absolutely doomed to fail.

"Alright, forget about that idiot. Our goal is Tingfeng Pass. Tell me about the situation here." The Burning Sky Crimson Ape waved his hand, and the laughter gradually subsided, making the atmosphere in the tent solemn again.

"Yes!" The Gale Bat King stood up, spread its wings and then closed them again.

"Tingfeng Pass has closed, and the defending humans have reached the city walls. According to our reconnaissance, they are much more rushed than before. The ranks of the defenders are mixed with a large number of rogue cultivators who haven't yet donned their standard spirit armor. They were clearly caught off guard. As for Chuyang City..." He paused, his tone tinged with contempt, "It doesn't seem to pose much of a threat. The city walls aren't high, the array patterns are sparse, and the number of defenders isn't large either. It's like an empty shell forgotten in a corner."

"Good! Speed ​​up the advance of the troops. This time, I am determined to avenge my previous defeat and take Tingfeng Pass! I want to win the first merit!" The Burning Sky Crimson Ape stood up, his aura suddenly soaring, and dark red spiritual light surged from his body, sweeping through the tent.

The demon kings on the periphery were so intimidated by this aura that they lowered their heads slightly, not daring to look directly at it.

His voice carried an undisguised sharpness and fighting spirit.

This time is completely different from before, because the bigwigs at the top are serious!

He paused, his crimson-gold vertical pupils narrowing slightly, as if he had thought of something: "That Chuyang City, that's our former Xuanyin Mountain, isn't it?" His voice deepened, carrying an anger of having his territory invaded. "Hmph, these humans are truly courting death, daring to touch our land?"

Xuan Yin Mountain is a foothold of the Red Ape Territory on the outskirts of the Fulong Mountain Range.

During the beast tides, their main camp is always set up there. There is a large flat area suitable for camping, which is slightly elevated and has a wide view, allowing them to overlook the surrounding movements.

That was the forward base for the Red Ape army during each beast tide.

Who would have thought that humans would dare to occupy that place? They're practically courting death.

"Pass on my orders..."

He was preparing to order the destruction of that obstructive city before breaching Tingfeng Pass.

A voice rang out from the edge of the main tent, within the third circle of power.

"My Lord Demon Emperor, please give me a chance! I will surely bring you victory!"

Upon hearing this, the camp fell silent for a moment.

Immediately, everyone looked in that direction.

When the demon kings saw that the person who spoke was one of the leaders of the small forces on the outskirts of the Fulong Mountains, a fox with silver-gray fur and blue stripes on its face, they all laughed.

"You guys? Heh!" The Crimson-Eyed Ape King was the first to laugh, revealing his gleaming white fangs, his smile full of mockery.

"Pfft, do you even have the right to speak here?" The Iron-Armed Ape King crossed his arms, refusing to even glance at him.

"What kind of class do you think you are to dare to talk back like this?" The Golden Ape King's tone was light and casual, yet it was more lethal than any harsh words.

The sounds of discussion and ridicule rose and fell, surging in like a tide.

Some demon kings slapped their thighs, some shook their heads, and some simply turned their backs to the silver-gray figure.

But the Blue-Faced Fox King remained unfazed, as if those sounds were nothing more than fallen leaves rustling in the wind.

His ears twitched slightly, but he didn't pull them back; his back remained ramrod straight.

He walked step by step through the disdainful or curious gazes, reached the center of the tent, stopped in front of the obsidian chair, and bowed.

"My lord, I am from the Green-Faced Fox clan of Qingfeng Gorge. I am skilled in illusion and have long admired you. I wish to serve you. Please give us a chance. If I fail to take Chuyang City, you may do as you please!" His voice was not loud, but every word was clear, echoing in the now quiet tent.

The Crimson Ape squinted, its crimson-gold vertical pupils slowly sweeping over the Blue-Faced Fox King.

To be honest, besides hating humans, he also hates foxes.

Those cunning, sly creatures, whose true intentions are unknown, just like humans, instinctively displease him.

But his gaze lingered on the Blue-Faced Fox King for a moment, and a sense of interest suddenly arose in his heart.

Skilled in illusion? He certainly doesn't have such a race under his command.

It would be quite interesting to use them to deal with those sly foxes in the future.

Upon realizing this, the corners of the Burning Sky Crimson Ape's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a playful smile.

"Alright, I'll give you that chance. You'll be in charge of those outer tribes for now. I'll be waiting for your good news at Tingfeng Pass. Let me see your skills, and don't disappoint me."

"Yes, my lord! I will certainly not disappoint you!" The Blue-Faced Fox King bowed deeply.

……

In a secluded camp, six demon kings gathered together.

This place is completely different from the grandeur of the main tent.

The tent was made of old animal hides pieced together, with worn-out marks at the seams. The ground was covered with dry grass, and the oil in the lamps was made from the oil of low-level demonic beasts, emitting a somewhat murky light.

The six demon kings sat around a stone mound half-buried in the middle, with a relatively clean animal hide on it, which served as their "table".

They are the six demon king forces with third-tier power in the outer region of the Fulong Mountains.

Blue-faced Fox King, Lava Lizard King, Iron-backed Bear King, Green-eyed Golden Toad...

Compared to the direct descendants of the Burning Sky Crimson Ape Demon Emperor, or the demon beast forces living in the central mountainous region, these few were practically dispensable.

Stationed on the edge of the main camp, on the fringes of power, they were the kind of people who could be used as cannon fodder and consumed in siege battles at any time.

But that was before.

Thanks to the Blue-Faced Fox King's show of loyalty at the camp, the situation has changed.

The Lava Lizard King and the Ironback Bear King exchanged a glance, both seeing disbelief in each other's eyes.

They are usually very brave and will fight at the slightest disagreement, but they dare not ask for orders from the Demon Emperor.

Unexpectedly, that fox was so brave, daring to take on the task of attacking Chuyang City as soon as he opened his mouth.

In this way, they can escape the fate of being cannon fodder, no longer drifting with the tide of beasts and being consumed on the front lines.

The two demon kings couldn't help but exchange another glance, then looked at the Green-Faced Fox King with a hint of something indescribable in their eyes.

"Old fox... no, Old Qing, tell us how to fight next, we'll listen to you." The Lava Lizard King was the first to speak. His dark red vertical pupils had lost some of their usual ferocity and gained a bit more caution.

The other three demon kings nodded in unison, their gazes falling on the Green-Faced Fox King.

Upon seeing this, the Blue-Faced Fox King smiled and stood up.

He walked with composure, took two steps, and stopped beside the stone pier. His gaze swept across the faces of the six demon kings one by one, and his voice was calm and steady.

"I'm taking a risky move. If we don't do this, we'll probably suffer the same fate as we have for thousands of years: losing a large number of our people, and we might not even survive ourselves."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the demon kings all turned ugly.

In the last beast tide, or rather, in every beast tide, these tribes on the outskirts of the Fulong Mountains suffered the most heavy losses.

The Red Ape's direct descendants are always the core of the siege. They are responsible for head-on confrontations, and even if they suffer heavy casualties, they can be compensated for by the resources and recuperation promised by the Demon Emperor.

Meanwhile, the peripheral groups were always assigned to the most dangerous and demanding menial tasks.

Filling in the pits, probing the traps, feigning attacks on the flanks—even in death, the Demon Emperor didn't give them a second glance.

The reason they were able to become clan leaders was simple: the previous clan leader had died in battle.

They all climbed to their positions by stepping on the corpses of their predecessors.

"We are all forces on the outskirts of the Fulong Mountains, and we are like an unwanted force. Only by uniting can we truly develop and strengthen our clan and gain a voice in the Fulong Mountains." The Blue-Faced Fox King's voice was not loud, but it gradually became more and more resounding.

He paused, his gaze slowly sweeping over each face, his amber eyes gleaming with firelight.

"Here, I, the Green-Faced Fox King, guarantee that I will not betray your trust. Follow my commands, and I promise to minimize the losses to your tribe and maximize your military achievements!"

The tent fell silent for a moment. Only the faint crackling of the burning oil in the lamps and the low roars echoing from the distant beast tide camp could be heard.

The Lava Lizard King and the Ironback Bear King stared at each other again. This time, the hesitation in their eyes had disappeared, replaced by something burning hot.

"Okay, we'll follow your orders from now on!"

Several demon kings were persuaded by his words.

It wasn't just because of the words, but because behind those words they saw a possibility.

They had initially been merely going through the motions, but now they were genuinely considering obeying the Green-Faced Fox King's commands.

For the first time, a crack appeared in the heavy burden of "cannon fodder fate" that had weighed on their shoulders for hundreds or even thousands of years.

No one noticed the slight upturn at the corner of the Green-Faced Fox King's mouth as he turned around.

The curve was very shallow, so shallow that it was almost invisible.

But if someone looked closely into his eyes at that moment, they would find that there was no pre-battle tension or fear of facing the Demon Emperor in those amber eyes, only a calmness as if the game had been decided and the net was about to be pulled in.

Everything is going according to plan.