"Fine. Since you're looking to die, don't blame me, Wei."
A savage look flashed across the bald, barefoot big man's face. Then he raised both hands, sending one hand seal after another toward the Spirit Beast Bag before him, while a mysterious, ancient aura also spilled from his mouth.
Wooo...
A sound like a wild gale blowing through a canyon entered their ears. The talismans on the surface of the Spirit Beast Bag ignited on their own without wind, and as the mouth of the bag opened, the aura of a savage, primordial beast spread out from within.
Blood-red demonic Qi surged violently. As for what was inside, no one could make it out yet. They could only see the demonic Qi churning nonstop, giving off a feeling of utmost frenzy.
"It really is the Blood-Thirsty Bat King."
"I heard that to successfully nurture this spirit beast, it takes at least a thousand years of effort. Tens of thousands of Blood Demon Bats have to devour one another, and the victor must then be fed all kinds of spirit medicines made from heavenly treasures. Every hundred years counts as one cycle, and it takes at least ten cycles or more to nurture a single Blood-Thirsty Bat King."
"Exactly. Though the nurturing process is rather arduous, the strength of one Blood-Thirsty Bat King is enough to compare with a cultivator at the peak of the late Dongxuan Realm, and may even surpass one slightly. So the price paid is worth it."
All kinds of discussions entered Lin Xuan's ears, and he heard them clearly. Before the voices had even faded, the monster within the demonic Qi finally revealed its true form.
It was indeed a bat.
Yet it was greatly different from an ordinary bat. Its entire body was actually