The You Xiong Tribe really does have bears.
Indeed, a clan true to its name, its actions and words in perfect harmony.
Lu Qingshan frowned slightly as he approached the Sacrificial Spirit, closely examining the wound on its abdomen.
The powerful recovery power of demon beasts' bodies is no secret, even making body cultivators cover their faces in shame.
Yet, why couldn't this seemingly trivial wound on the You Xiong Tribe's Sacrificial Spirit heal? To the point of being pushed to the brink of death?
Lu Qingshan didn't understand, his puzzled gaze turning towards the Youxiong Clan Leader.
The Clan Leader immediately got the hint and explained, "Lord Sacrificial Spirit doesn't know who injured it; there's an eerily odd energy within the wound, clinging like necrotic flesh, eroding Lord Sacrificial Spirit's life force unceasingly.
The priests have tried many methods to erase this energy, but to no avail."
