Su Fan's gaze swept over the Ninth-grade Blood Zombie, and he happened to see its thick bone claw clamped tightly around the thigh of a Void Refining Stage cultivator. It suddenly exerted force and yanked.
With a sharp ripping sound, flesh tore apart. Tendons and splintered bones were forcibly dragged free along with it.
The Ninth-grade Blood Zombie did not pause. It stuffed the still-twitching thigh straight into its bloody maw. The crunching of bones mingled with the dripping of blood in a constant cacophony.
Scarlet foam spilled from the corners of its mouth, smearing its hideous facial bones.
Once the thigh had vanished into its stomach, the Blood Zombie raised its bone claw and rubbed the corner of its mouth with its rough knuckles. Then it stuck out its tongue and leisurely licked the scraps of flesh and splintered bone clinging between its fingers.
Its satisfied posture made it seem as though it had merely gnawed through an ordinary snack.
The mere hundreds of Human Race cultivators were nothing more than easy-to-grab tidbits in the eyes of the Ninth-grade Blood Zombie, whose body was as large as a small mountain. They could barely even fill the gaps between its teeth.
Yet this hideous, terrifying monster casually grabbed one living cultivator after another, tearing and swallowing them as though they were spicy strips.
Scarlet blood dyed the ground red, while severed limbs were flung everywhere.
Such a gruesome scene would have made anyone's scalp crawl and sent shivers down their spine.
In the past, Su Fan had never allowed the Ninth-grade Blood Zombie to devour Human Race cultivators. But today, he had truly been provoked into fury.
None of those gathered at the Su Family Old Residence would meet a good end.
Yet faced with this scene of slaughter so