The pain of having one's bones shattered, not many people could endure it.
Even Blackie's expression was extremely contorted.
Clenching his fists, with his veins bulging like worms beneath his skin.
Every pore seeped blood.
With teeth clenched tightly, even blood had seeped from his gums, trickling down his lips!
All the bone fragments on the broken, blood-colored land had now turned into liquid bone blood, swirling around Blackie, forcing their way through every tiny pore, frantically piecing together his shattered bones inside.
It wasn't just the bones.
In his Dantian, the man's demonic qi rampaged, condensing into an irregular sphere of pure demonic qi.
The irregular sphere seemed to have a heartbeat, connected to Blackie's heart, pulsing with its rhythm.
This might be the demon embryo the man spoke of.
