The fireground at Mount Wudu.
The enormous Warty Salamander floated in the void, fully two hundred zhang long. Its slick body shone with black light, and it had a toad's face with nostrils pointing skyward, an eel-like tail, and four turtle feet beneath its belly, their hooked claws like knives. Warty lumps covered its body; it was as ugly as ugly could be. The monster had suffered repeated injuries, its expression listless and its black light dim, but now, after swallowing the Fifth Realm Di Feilu's Primordial Spirit alive, it had improved considerably, its aura recovering. Even now, it smacked its lips, plainly savoring the taste. Presumably, it had not tasted nourishment of this grade in many years. Poor Di Feilu had narrowly escaped death at the hands of the Celestial Master Sword, only to let down his guard against Dharma King Xuanyuan along his escape route and be eaten by a fellow member of the Demon Sect whom he had traveled ten thousand li to rescue.
Disgust appeared on Cheng Xinzhan's face.
Whatever one might say, even if Di Feilu belonged to the Demon Cult, watching someone eat a person before his eyes still filled the Daoist with utter revulsion. Especially since Di Feilu had come to relieve Dharma King Xuanyuan's predicament, only to be eaten alive. It was truly unbearable to watch.
"Wait... you!"
The Daoist was not the only one disgusted. Blood God Child, who was fighting Blissful Youth, also heard Di Feilu's cry for help. Turning to look, he witnessed the entire scene, and shock and fury surged through him.
How could anyone be this stupid!
*Of course I have no objection to eating people. Without eating people, could we still call ourselves the Demon Cult? But who eats a companion who has rushed over to