The remnant carcass of the ancient ferocious beast had now transformed into an incredibly bizarre spectacle.
Its corpse had become a chaotic swamp, where countless lingering souls were irresistibly drawn, falling into the mire and struggling continuously.
Each of these remnants was already extremely strange, a mixture of various ferocious beasts' features.
Now, they were crushed together, faces and limbs piled up like the bodies in a mass grave.
Yet, beneath this grotesque heap, the fatal wound that Jiang Chengxuan and Zhe Chuan had jointly torn open gradually healed.
Using other ancient beast remnants as nourishment, it slowly regenerated into an even more bizarre entity.
Seeing this, both Jiang Chengxuan and Zhe Chuan were taken aback, but their reactions were remarkably consistent.
Without hesitation, they once again unleashed their divine powers, hammering that strange mass relentlessly.
