As she spoke, she suddenly opened her mouth to take a bite.
Yuan Pu hurriedly reminded her from the side.
"This demonic beast is of an extremely high realm. Its flesh must be tough, and ordinary sharp weapons would find it difficult to cut through. Why not let fellow daoist Jiang first—"
Before he could finish, there was a crisp crack. Jiang Ming had already opened her little mouth and bitten down on one of the demonic beast's hind legs.
"What?"
Yuan Pu stared, dumbfounded.
The thick scales, capable of withstanding ordinary Emperor Realm attacks, shattered like thin paper beneath Jiang Ming's teeth.
The demonic beast was enormous, several zhang tall. Compared to it, Jiang Ming looked like a tiny little thing standing there.
Yet as she swallowed, that massive hind leg vanished at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her throat seemed connected to a bottomless abyss. No matter how much flesh and blood entered it, there was not the slightest pause.
"This... this..."
Yuan Pu's scalp tingled, and he could not even speak properly.
He had once heard of Jiang Ming, but he had only heard rumors.
This was the first time he had witnessed such an outrageous scene.
The demonic beast was as huge as a small mountain. Even ten adult tigers might not have been able to finish it.
Yet Jiang Ming ate it as though it were a snack, bite after bite, growing faster and faster.
In the blink of an eye, both of the demonic beast's hind legs had disappeared.
Jiang Fan frowned slightly at the sight.
He knew Jiang Ming had an astonishing appetite, but this time was far too unusual.
As Jiang Ming continued eating, a faint Golden Halo spread around her body.
Her already taller figure seemed to grow a