The big black cat nodded as if understanding. He stared at the young man in yellow robe, shrugged and said with a smile, "Don't you resist?"

"Resist! How could we not resist? However, our Jiuli Demon Clan has always been relatively weak and cannot compare to the powerful Yashen Sect. We have been in a passive state of drawing blood for a long time..."

The young man in yellow robe smiled bitterly.

"Brother Xiong, I have never walked in the world, and I don't understand the situation outside. I don't know... how many forces are as powerful as the Eight Gods Sect in the outside world?"

The big black cat rolled his eyes and asked in a low voice.

Since the master brought him into the small world of Xiantang, he naturally wanted to find out more information for the master.

The young man in yellow robe was slightly stunned.

Unexpectedly, the savior in front of me didn't even understand the distribution of these forces.

"Brother Cat, there are three most powerful forces in the world today. The first one is the Eight Gods Clan, the second one is the Seven Star Clan, and our Jiuli Monster Clan ranks third."

The young man in yellow robe said.

"Seven Star Clan, Eight God Clan, Jiuli Demon Clan..."

The big black cat murmured to himself.

He suddenly discovered that these three major forces were actually arranged in seven or eighty-nine directions.

The young man in yellow robe didn't realize that the big black cat had other thoughts in his mind, but after hearing these words, he couldn't help but spread his hands and said mysteriously: "It's not impossible for the Seven-Star Clan to be ranked first.

It is said that in very ancient times, the Seven Star Clan once dominated the entire world..."

"Seven Star Tribe—were they so powerful before?"

The big black cat was startled.

"Yes! They have existed since ancient times and have continued to this day. It's just that they have declined now and have been replaced by the newly emerged Yashenmen..."

The young man in yellow robe said with a smile.
Chapter completed!