The last fifty centaurs dragged the mud giant, smashing Lightning-Wrapped Drum-Bearing Strongman aside. Like a fusion of sludge and statue, they dove toward Li Qingxian and the others.
As they dove, the scattered centaurs seemed to turn back time, gathering themselves once more.
In the blink of an eye, more than two hundred headless centaurs had regrouped. They galloped through the air at a slant from high above, like heavenly soldiers descending in a dive, howling as they charged at the group.
Lightning-Wrapped Drum-Bearing Strongman crashed to the ground, let out a furious roar, summoned thunder from all directions once more, and punched forward.
Bone Filth Child stood high in the sky. Pressing his palms together, he bowed his head and chanted, "Ten thousand devils!"
Bone Filth Child visibly aged at a rapid pace.
From every direction in the Imperial Garden, tornado-like streams of devilish qi rose up and sped toward Bone Filth Child's back.
In an instant, thousands upon thousands of black tornadoes gathered behind Bone Filth Child, each one transforming into a grotesquely shaped demonic beast.
Some had gaping, blood-filled maws, some had sharp fangs, some were enormous beyond compare, and some were as thin as silver needles. Demonic beasts of every kind snarled softly.
Bone Filth Child suddenly smiled, raised a hand, twisted off his own head, and lifted it up.
The ten thousand devils surged like a tide, flowing into his body through his neck.
His body rapidly swelled, becoming a massive ball of flesh three zhang tall, black pustules bulging all over it.
Pop... Pop... Pop...
The pustules burst one after another, green fluid streaming out as strange, twisted faces emerged.
Bone Filth Child's entire body was covered in warped demonic faces.
Some black, some red, some purple, some green.
Demonic faces covered him from