"Heh heh heh, old man, who told you I eat the dead?"
"Even if they just died, it's no good. Inferior ingredients have very limited benefits for increasing strength. You wouldn't want the elixirs I refine to be too weak, would you?"
Looking towards the voice, there was a gaping maw like that of a Taotie emerging from the pitch-black magic cauldron.
The mouth, filled with sharp teeth, was exhaling a thick scent of blood.
Connecting this bizarre scene with the chewing sounds earlier, everyone couldn't help but feel chills down their spine.
Everyone fears death.
If one were to be killed in battle by a powerful warrior, it would be somewhat acceptable.
But being swallowed alive by a monster with sharp fangs—how agonizing that must be.
"Damn, let's all attack together! The one who summoned that creature is Chen Dongtian; if we take him down together, maybe we can wreck their plans!"
"Alright, let's attack together."
