Roar!
A giant bear let out an enraged roar, its sound waves crushing the surrounding trees until they exploded.
Yet what it faced were several stiff members of its own kind. On the ground lay several more bear corpses that it had smashed into pulp, still struggling.
The mangled flesh kept writhing, as though trying to stick itself back together.
A look of terror appeared on the giant bear's face.
"Get away! Get away!"
But when he tried to flee, corpse birds dove from the sky, clinging to his body without hesitation and tearing into his skin, sending blood spraying.
Soon, the Flesh-and-Blood Curse began spreading into his body as well. All he could feel was an icy power eating away at him.
Lin Hao had rarely used the Flesh-and-Blood Curse, which he had obtained back in the Second World, strengthened through the weirdness of the Third World, and then integrated through Swarm Adaptation.
He could only give it crude commands. It was far too difficult to control, and mishandling it could lead to something bad.
After all, Lin Hao was the source of the curse, and his current level of life was what it was. Even these demonic beasts with cultivation of their own found that, as their wounds multiplied, the cold, sinister presence grew increasingly difficult to suppress.
Finally, his body stiffened, and the corpses of his own kind and the corpse birds pounced on him, tearing into him-
But this was the Demon Realm. There was no need to worry about so much here!
Similar scenes were spreading outward from the Flying Beast Demon Domain.
Later, as Lin Hao broke through at high speed amid sparks and lightning, striking in multiple places, new infection sites of the Flesh-and-Blood Curse kept appearing and spreading.
"Divine Transformation demons really