The beast tide showed no signs of dispersing, and the ground had been trampled into ruin.
'Heh heh, if I devour a few more Demon Beasts, my Cultivation will increase by a good amount!'
Sensing the increase in his Cultivation, Ye Wushuang grinned. Behind his dry, cracked, and bloodstained lips, he revealed two rows of pearly white teeth—a truly chilling sight in this atmosphere.
BOOM!
As he searched for an escape route, Ye Wushuang's body flickered like a phantom. His hands shot out, savagely grabbing a Demon Beast and tossing it directly into the Dragon Blood Divine Cauldron.
ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!
The Demon Beast shrieked madly, but in the end, it was reduced to a single Beast Essence Pill!
Ye Wushuang was ecstatic, and his figure continued to flicker about.
His Fierce Lion Battle Saber had been blunted in the previous battle, its Inscriptions shattered. It was useless now.
