He gnawed for a long while, his sharp teeth almost worn flat, but the iron cage still hadn't broken.
It was a time-consuming task, much like a mouse gnawing away at something.
GRIND... GRIND...!
The ear-piercing sound echoed endlessly through the space, like a ceaseless trickle.
"Brother Lang, to be honest, you look absolutely hideous biting that iron cage right now," the Golden-haired Little Monster said from inside, a relaxed expression on its face.
"Fuck you! Who the hell do you think I'm doing this for?" As Yellow Robe gnawed, a terrifying killing intent erupted from him. 'A dignified Deep Mountain Demon King, reduced to such a pathetic state by a mere iron cage.'
Suddenly...!
A fierce gust of wind kicked up sand and stones, and a sharp rebuke immediately rang out.
"What fiend dares trespass in the Demon Prison!"
Yellow Robe froze. A middle-aged man with a powerful aura had materialized and was now staring at him with a strange expression.
