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"Old Liang, Old Liang..."

Strange Hand kept calling out in a bizarre, desolate tone.

It sounded a little like a witch summoning a soul.

In the pool below, barely the width of a water vat, strands of Water Grass seemed to ignite.

Before long, fiery red strands of Water Grass emerged from the surface, dripping blood as they rose.

The world suddenly grew scorching hot.

Half a beastly face emerged beneath the Water Grass. From the broken edges of its features dangled fleshy threads like tree roots.

Rather than half a head, it looked more like a mask with a hood.

It raised its head and stared at Wang Jixuan. Red gradually filled its hollow eyes.

A deep male voice suddenly rang out, nearly shaking Wang Jixuan's Dragon Python Strange Soul out of the bones.

"Human!"

Then the male voice began murmuring:

"Oh, a human... What were humans again? Humans seemed to be enemies..."

"These bones belong here... You attached a wisp of soul to them... Very clever..."

"Then a clever human like you must be killed!"

The voice abruptly turned into a roar.

It was wildly temperamental and mentally unstable.

Wang Jixuan's vision blurred. He felt as though an endless sea of blood was crashing down upon him!

Fortunately, a plum blossom branch beside him swayed gently, and the sea of blood instantly subsided.

The face on the back of Strange Hand's hand became more solid. She glared adorably at the Strange Head and scolded:

"Old Liang, are you looking for trouble? If you want to fight, I'll fight you! We have more people than you do!"

We and you.

Wang Jixuan caught the crucial information.

The Strange Head called Old Liang snapped, "The remnants of us Blood Sea Mad Lions will never submit to the remnants of you