Crack, crack, crack.
The sound of a scorpion tail piercing through flesh incessantly came, a spray of blood blossomed on the star road.
No matter tall or short, fat or thin, regardless of cultivation level, all bandit cultivators on the blood-colored flying boat rising from the Giant Shark Realm were skewered like candied hawthorns by a black scorpion tail emerging from the void in less than a breath.
All the bandit cultivators lay prostrate like dead dogs before Yi Chen, blood slowly flowing down the scorpion tail, dark as a steel cable, gathering into a strange pattern.
Faced with such a grisly scene, Yi Chen didn't even lift an eyelid, leisurely picking up a plate of spirit beast meat, placing it in the copper pot in front to simmer,
then lifted it out before it reacted, giving it a bath in the dip before sending it into his mouth.
The key is to eat while it's tender!
