Amidst the commotion, the flesh mass within the Blood and Flesh Nest twisted with eerie movements, and suddenly, the vault above split open. From the sky descended a grotesque flesh sphere covered entirely in vertical pupils.
"What's the matter? Black Scorpion, it's rare to see you in such a rage."
"Is it that bald bunch from the Venerable Buddha Realm provoking us again?"
The flesh sphere cracked open a long, narrow fissure in its center. To the astonishment of all, it uttered words.
Faced with the questioning of this bizarre flesh sphere, the scorpion-headed, human-bodied creature dared not show the slightest neglect.
For standing before him now was none other than the true master of this Blood and Flesh Nest—Destruction Evil Lord.
His cultivation had already reached a level that could be described as crafting destiny, having stepped in many times at critical moments to turn the tide and repel the attacks of those bald monks from the Venerable Buddha Realm.
