「On Martial Saint Mountain.」
The air was thick with a bloody mist. A titan of the Union Palace Realm Eighth Stage had fallen, and an endless torrent of Essence Blood poured from his corpse.
It sprinkled upon the ground like a Spirit Rain.
It was absorbed directly by Martial Saint Mountain, which began to emanate a crimson light. Ordinary stones became as hard as metal, and the very soil radiated a blinding glow.
Jiang Chen stood hovering in the air.
He hadn't used the Devouring Spirit Ten Thousand Dao Scripture.
Although the Essence Blood of these Union Palace Realm Eighth Stage experts, as well as the dissipating Crimson Manggu Toad, were all rare Treasure Medicines for cultivation, the act of openly devouring another's Essence Blood and Martial Soul was far too shocking and unorthodox.
Ever since witnessing the memories from the Celestial Demon Emperor Venerable's inheritance, Jiang Chen had been filled with a healthy fear of this world.
