"Oh?"
Jiang Shi's eyes flickered, "So, ultimately, this thing needs to devour enough blood to activate the power of resurrection? How is the strength after resurrection?"
"The strength after resurrection is not much different from before."
Kun Tai said in panic.
"What a bizarre thing."
Jiang Shi muttered to himself, suddenly reached out a big hand, and said, "Give it to me, let me see it!"
"Okay, okay."
Kun Tai's voice was fearful, not daring to hesitate, and immediately handed the piece of Asura Flesh and Blood in his hand slowly to Jiang Shi.
Jiang Shi grabbed it, and carefully felt it.
He felt that the thing in his hand was light and floating, the muscle on it writhing, wet and soft, with an indescribable strange feeling.
Suddenly, his gaze swept to Mang Feng's corpse on the side, and he said, "Give me the piece of Asura Flesh and Blood from his body as well."
"Yes, yes."
