"Blood... I want more blood! More flesh!"
The wreckage began muttering, repeating those words over and over. Its gaze suddenly fell coldly upon the disciple, and it lunged at him viciously.
The disciple's face changed. He immediately used his movement technique to retreat, while gathering a surge of true qi in his palm and striking fiercely at the wreckage.
With a bang, the wreckage remained unharmed after taking the blow. It even shattered through the palm imprint and charged viciously at the disciple.
The disciple had been scared witless and failed to react in time. In an instant, the wreckage's skeletal hand pierced through his body, and his blood was frantically absorbed into it.
Flesh slowly began to grow over it, a horrifying sight. "Hahaha! Living people actually came here! We of the Demonic Race will return to this continent!!"
As soon as it spoke, the corpses behind the wreckage faintly glowed blood-red and abruptly revived, radiating an incomparably terrifying aura.
Everyone's pupils shrank. "He... he just died like that!! Could it be that the tokens are useless once we enter this battlefield?!"
Jin Jingwu's expression turned extremely ugly. He had never expected the token to fail at this moment. He was already beginning to regret getting involved in this mess and was thinking of retreating.
The people beside him thought the same. Tang Shi-Jiu and Dusheng directly stepped back, causing quite a few others to consider retreating as well.
Li Changfeng's face darkened. "The Demonic Race must die!"
With that, Li Changfeng struck out. Violent blue true qi erupted from his entire body, burning around him like flames.
This was the formidable true qi of the third circulation of the Muscle/Tendon Change Classic—Blue-Rank Power, immensely powerful!
Using Unobstructed Flow, he unleashed the second move of the Thousand Hands Vajra