「Two months later.」
「Southwest Waters of East Lake.」
The violent fluctuations of Spiritual Qi still lingered. The surface of the lake was stained with blood, and several mangled corpses floated on the water.
Chu Mu stood on the water's surface, his face pale as he panted for breath. His chest was a mess of torn flesh, soaked in blood. In one hand, he gripped a man by the neck, holding him up as casually as if he were carrying a duck.
Nearby, several bloody gashes made Wangcai's enormous Demon Body look even more ferocious. Blood dripped from its wounds, staining a large patch of the water's surface red.
"Eat this."
Chu Mu gritted his teeth and tossed out several Elixirs.
Wangcai's tongue shot out, coiling around the Elixirs and swallowing them.
Chu Mu also took out a Healing Elixir and swallowed it. His gaze, fixed on the survivor in his grasp, held nothing but a bone-chilling cold.
