[The Meat-Eater, Meat Shall Always Be Eaten]

Yun Tianliu knew exactly what it was.

This yellow smoke possessed the strange power to soften human flesh and dissolve human bones, and it would continue to spread until it had melted a person's entire skeleton!

Splurt!

Enduring the agonizing pain, a ruthless glint appeared in his eyes. He wielded his sword with his right hand and actually hacked off his entire left arm at the root!

Fortunately.

In the Divine Strength Realm, one could barely manage to lock their blood and qi.

Otherwise.

At the very least, he would have suffered massive blood loss and fallen unconscious!

By comparison.

Mao Ba was in a much more miserable and terrifying state.

The yellow smoke of the Flesh Tai Sui had sprayed directly onto his neck!

One moment he felt an intense itch on his neck, and the next, his neck stretched out like pulled dough, his head dropping directly down to his chest!

Normally speaking.

With such a horrific injury.

Mao Ba would have kicked the bucket instantly.

But it must be said that he was worthy of being a disciple of an Immortal Sect; a faint green light emerged within his body, forcibly sustaining his life!

"Ah, it hurts me to death!!"

But the pain was truly unbearable!

Mao Ba held his head, which had fallen to his chest, with both hands and let out a blood-curdling scream like a slaughtered pig.

Splurt!

The next moment.

Enduring the agony, he spat out another mouthful of Essence Blood, activating the second silver talisman paper from his Divination Bag. His entire body transformed into a phantom, and in less than the blink of an eye, he vanished into the darkness in the distance!

He had fled!!

Now, Zhao Wei, Meng Qingshan, Uncle Ya, and Yun Tianliu, who remained on the scene, were in trouble.

Having exhausted all their options to stall the Flesh Tai Sui and buy time for Mao Ba, they were already at the end of their ropes. There wasn't a single patch of good skin left on their bodies, and it was a stretch to say they even had thirty percent of their strength remaining.

Conversely, the Flesh Tai Sui.

Although its size had shrunk slightly, as if it had consumed a great deal of vitality resisting the Thunder Talisman.

It was still in much better shape than the others.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!

With just a sweep of its arm, everyone was sent flying backward like tattered sacks, completely devoid of any power to resist.

Riiip!

The most miserable of them was Yun Tianliu!

This young hero, who possessed a righteous heart and a spine of steel, had his longsword shattered by the sharp claws, and his body was torn into several pieces, meeting his end on the spot!

"Eat... eat... eat..."

Thud, thud, thud!

Heavy footsteps echoed.

The pupils of the Flesh Tai Sui, which once held a glimmer of intelligence, now contained nothing but instinctive hunger and bloodlust.

Seeing that there was no longer any resistance.

It immediately locked onto the nearest person, Zhao Wei, and lunged forward!

Hoo, hoo, hoo...

Zhao Wei's physique had returned to normal, but he lay on the ground gasping for air like a broken bellows, feeling as though every bone and internal organ in his body had been shattered.

The scent of death washed over him.

Fifty years of life had passed like flowing water.

"Sigh, it was all just a summer cicada's dream after all..."

In the end.

All the scenes of his life faded into one long, reluctant sigh.

He closed his eyes.

Waiting quietly for death to descend.

In his final moments.

He suddenly thought of Wu Dao, whom he had only recently met.

A Fist Dao Grandmaster at the peak of Divine Strength!

If such a person could arrive to break the deadlock, driven by a desire to save others, the exhausted Flesh Tai Sui should not be able to stop them.

But...

Would Wu Dao intervene?

Bang!

Crushing force!

Bones shattered, and the skull exploded.

Boundless darkness swallowed everything.

There are no ifs!!

"Chi, chi, chi..."

The Flesh Tai Sui tore away with its claws and fangs, moving toward the remaining Meng Qingshan and Uncle Ya.

The two lay face down.

They rested quietly on the ground, only the faint rising and falling of their chests remaining, as if they had abandoned all struggle!

Ten steps...

Five steps...

Three steps...

"Uncle Ya!!"

The previously deathly silent Meng Qingshan suddenly let out a roar.

Bang!

At the end of his rope, Uncle Ya slammed his hand into the ground and launched himself into the air. With a whistle of rushing air, he dove down like a hunting eagle, his intact left claw thrusting straight toward the Demon Core of the Flesh Tai Sui!

This strike.

It was lightning-fast and completely without warning!

The timing was captured perfectly; the Flesh Tai Sui had not expected it at all.

'Hahaha, die!'

Meng Qingshan's eyes were filled with madness and triumph.

In the end, they had won!

However...

Whoosh—

Bang!

At the critical moment, a stone the size of a fist suddenly flew out from the darkness, striking Yingsha's left arm and causing it to deviate by a mere foot.

Roar!!

It was that one-foot difference!

The situation reversed completely!

Before Yingsha could even pull his arm from the chest of the Flesh Tai Sui, the frenzied creature tore him in two!

"Wu Dao!!!!"

Meng Qingshan's eyes split as he let out a frantic, maddened roar that shook the forest; he had instantly guessed who it was!!

Unfortunately.

The surrounding darkness remained deathly silent; there was no sign of Wu Dao, and no one gave him an answer.

Bastard!

You animal!!

Why be so cruel and vicious?!!

Meng Qingshan was so hateful he coughed up blood. He had already guessed what Wu Dao intended to do, his entire body turning cold as his soul was wrapped in extreme malice.

But he could only lie on the ground, raging impotently as he waited to be slaughtered, unable to do a single thing.

One wrong step, and every step thereafter was wrong.

If only he hadn't underestimated the Flesh Tai Sui.

If only he had curbed his greed and escaped in time.

How could he have fallen into such a state.

He was the Young Master of the Four Seas Gang, a Dantian possessor, a man who had mastered Hard Qigong by the age of thirty...

So many glorious halos.

A bright and promising future.

But...

In the end, people die for wealth just as birds die for food!

Once desire arises, all wisdom vanishes!

Meng Qingshan's eyes turned deathly gray, and he completely gave up all struggle.

'He who eats meat shall eventually be eaten.'

At the very last moment.

Meng Qingshan suddenly felt a sense of relief and liberation.

Everything fell silent.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~

The stars and moon shone brightly, and the night wind surged.

All noise and clamor faded away.

Crunch, crunch...

In the forest clearing, the sound of bones shattering and teeth gnashing was rhythmic and orderly—the only melody in the dark night.

Snap—

Suddenly, a harsh, discordant chewing sound broke the beautiful death symphony that the Flesh Tai Sui was quietly enjoying.

Roar!!

It whipped its head around, letting out a loud roar toward the darkness of the forest as a warning, as if a beast in the middle of a meal were being coveted by another predator.

Yes.

A predator!

In the perception of the Flesh Tai Sui.

The newcomer was "not human."

It was a super predator standing at the very top of the food chain!

That unmasked, violent, and bloody aura was primitive and barbaric, devoid of a shred of humanity!

This reminded the Flesh Tai Sui of when it was weak.

It had once been targeted by a Forest Tiger King, stalked step by step, its claws and fangs digging it out of the dirt bit by bit, followed by the suffocating sensation of being torn apart and devoured.

Danger!

Extreme danger!

In its prime, the Flesh Tai Sui might not have been afraid!

But now...

Even though it had received "nutritional" supplements.

Even if that unknown "predator" let it finish eating.

It would at most only have sixty or seventy percent of its peak strength.

After all, that yellow smoke at the end was its trump card for survival, and having consumed its Demon Core essence, it was not so easy to recover.

The odds of victory!

Had become an unknown!

Snap—

Gulp...

The final sound of chewing and swallowing echoed in the darkness.

Wu Dao, his massive, bear-like, tyrannosaur-esque nine-foot frame stepped out from the shadows, spitting out a shard of bone with a harsh grunt: "Smells like absolute shit!"

The meat of the Red-Armored Bat King tasted terrible.

It was harder to swallow than excrement; even a can of surströmming would be a delicacy by comparison.

But as the saying goes, the smellier it is, the "tastier" it becomes.

Eleven Evolution Point.

Even more nutritious than the little snake demon from before.

It brought his accumulated Evolution Point to 40.

And.

"Hiccup..."

Wu Dao let out a satisfied burp, his stomach feeling warm like a furnace, the energy surging and remarkable, enough to sustain him through a life-or-death battle.

Crack, crackle...

He twisted his stiff neck.

Wu Dao grinned slightly at the restless Flesh Tai Sui, his eyes filled with undisguised hunger and greed: "Eat your fill, don't hold back."

The winner is king, the weak are meat.

It is a perfectly normal occurrence in the food chain.

However, I don't like eating 'lean' meat, so please hurry up and fatten yourself up.

Of course..."

Riiip...

Wu Dao's tone suddenly shifted, madness flashing in his eyes as he shredded his clothes and spread his arms wide, revealing a majestic, golden-ratio upper body coiled with muscles like dragons and tigers, resembling an ancient giant crab and brimming with immense vitality:

"Kill me, and you can also have a very fine feast!

So...

For the sake of great evolutionary life!

Let us, with full reverence, begin a hunt where nature selects the fittest and the loser becomes the meat!!"

He who eats flesh shall eternally be eaten as flesh.