Outside the Formation Light Screen.
Within the beast tide!
A Black Spirit Tiger Shark three hundred zhang long, its teeth like blades and swords gleaming with cold light, were stained crimson and hung with shreds of flesh.
When Sha Minghong heard Cheng Buzheng's furious roar before his death, he had not cared much to begin with. He could not be bothered with the affairs within the human race.
The more earth-shakingly they slaughtered one another, the better, wasn't it?
What did a little scheming amount to?
This was merely the fate the weak deserved!
And who knew why that human Mortal Cultivator had been shouting before he died?
Who told you to be so weak?
He had not cared in the first place. Rather than waste time on this, he might as well hunt down more human blood-food. That was far more practical, wasn't it?
However, when Sha Minghong heard the human name "Huangfu Zhongxian"...
He stopped hunting. A troubled look flashed through his eyes, especially when he saw Huangfu Zhongxian being pursued by the Sword Bone Fish great demon, now looking like a dead dog~
Sha Minghong knew that if he did not put a stop to this in time, one of the tentacles he had planted within the human race would be severed.
In particular, the Nine Mystic Illusion Spirit Grass the Huangfu Immortal Clan had brought him over the years had always been the greatest in quantity.
Although in recent years, after the Huangfu Immortal Clan's last transaction with Wujiang had been interrupted by the Golden Flood Dragon Clan, a major incident had struck the clan, causing its current patriarch to lose his position and die at their hands.
Afterward, under the pursuit of the Golden Flood Dragon Clan, their strength had greatly diminished!
However, Sha Minghong