The scene was as it started.
The corpse, towering like a small mountain, raised its limb fused with mutilated remains, unleashing a scarlet rain laced with corrosive, sinister energy, intending to put the cultivators before it to death and devour them as feed.
Mr. Hui and a few others employed their tactics to contend against the blood meat corpse.
After the glow of various Taoist Skills faded, the blood meat corpse, once defeated, reformed. Its subsequent fury escalated, its murderous aura grew colder, and overall its energy became more formidable each time.
The more it revived, the stronger the blood meat corpse grew.
Mr. Hui gritted his teeth and persisted.
Meanwhile, after the blood meat corpse shattered and reformed thrice, the black-robed elder finally made a move.
From afar, Mo Hua couldn’t see clearly.
He could only vaguely see the elder fish out a piece of bone, perform some kind of worship, and as he pinched a seal, a thread of aura like chains in the void latched onto the blood meat corpse’s heart.
"Bone?"
Mo Hua was taken aback. Before he could comprehend, another resonant roar echoed, shaking one’s heart.
This roar resembled a dragon’s cry.
Mo Hua’s pupils shook; he quickly turned to look, and then he saw a black-robed giant standing in front of the gigantic blood meat corpse in the distance.
This giant, tall and strong, showed no lack of momentum facing the monstrous corpse.
With a roar, the giant struck with his fist.
The momentum of the punch was immense, and right before Mo Hua’s eyes, the formidable fist created a dragon’s silhouette.
Dragon?!
Mo Hua’s heart trembled.
And the giant, with dragon chants from his mouth, unleashed a punch bearing a dragon shadow, its power extremely potent.
The residual force shattered his black robe inch by inch, revealing his bronze-cast, iron-forged flesh as well as the dense, solemn, and fearsome dragon patterns of blue, black, and red interwoven on his back.
It’s him!
Mo Hua’s pupils constricted.
This silent giant along the way was none other than the Demon Sect leader, who had nurtured the Blood Pool, committed heinous massacres, escaped the siege of Taixu Gate and the Qianxue Court Tribunal, and was later wanted by the tribunal with his whereabouts unknown.
And the pattern on his back was precisely what he was looking for...
The Four Symbols Green Dragon Formation Map!
Mo Hua’s face still bore shock, but his hands were instinctively drawing patterns, calculating in his heart, as he seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to deduce the Four Symbols Green Dragon Formation Map stroke by stroke...