In a dim, shadowy valley, the light was exceedingly faint, and only the vague outlines of the place could be seen. It was clearly a huge, ancient underground hall.
At the center of the hall lay a crimson blood pool, constantly bubbling with bloody froth.
Beside the pool, half of a huge crimson corpse tail was exposed.
Part of that corpse tail was red bone, completely devoid of flesh, a sight chilling enough to make one's scalp tingle.
The next moment, several eerie crimson Blood Zombies slowly approached, each gripping a recently deceased Monster Beast or cultivator in its hands.
Upon reaching the blood pool, the corpse refiners tore those Monster Beast and cultivator corpses apart with a ripping sound, sending even more flesh and blood washing into the pool.
The blood in the pool immediately rippled outward in rings. The next moment, a massive flood dragon's head emerged.
Yet half of that flood dragon's head was flesh, while the other half was nothing but crimson bone.
"What a nuisance." Seeing how little flesh had regrown over its bones, it muttered in a voice brimming with dissatisfaction.
Of its crimson eyes, one eyeball was shriveled and dry, while the other gleamed brightly, carrying the terrifying intimidation of a jiao dragon.
Of course, the demonic corpse had not been in such a miserable state at first. It had merely encountered Divine Lord Xuanwu, who had forcibly cleaved away half its body and inflicted it with a vast amount of bone poison.
Had that not happened, it could have long since consumed the Heavenly Dragon Blood Demon Fruit and sought an opportunity to break through to the Sixth Order, becoming a Corpse Saint. With the powerful combat strength of its physical body, even the Demon Saints of the Heavenly Insect Realm might