Then, there was the body of the Demon Sheep warrior, transformed and refined, cast forth like a continent.
Chu Mo said, "The flesh of Quasi-Supreme, everyone should consume it moderately; eating too much... will lead to being overstuffed. Also... soon there will be eagle meat!" Saying so, he summoned the Samadhi Real Fire, beginning to roast the body of the gigantic void Demon Eagle.
The aroma of the roasted meat instantly filled the cosmic void—a banquet among the stars.
For a moment, cheers from the Human Clan cultivators thundered through the sky.
In the depths of the Blood Demon Galaxy, Zhenzhen with a gloomy face raised her hand and destroyed the mirror image. She no longer wanted to watch the events happening there.
Afterward, the group of young men and women from the Demon Clan returned to that place, where the atmosphere at the center of the Blood Demon Galaxy was oppressively tense. It was so suffocating that all beings of the Demon Clan could hardly breathe.
