Among the numerous corpses, Qian Xuanzi and the Shura Monk's upper bodies were strikingly present.
Cultivators' divine souls and flesh, both in quantity and quality, were incomparable to those of ordinary people. Looking at the Demon Pool, which was nearing completion, Blood Dragon Demon Marshal couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.
Had it not wasted so much time looking for the most suitable weak spot in space, the progress of constructing the Demon Pool would have been faster.
However, now was also good.
Proud of his tactic of hiding in plain sight, Blood Dragon Demon Marshal felt a surge of pride after his chance encounter with Demon General Marlo sparked the idea. Now, the plan was finally about to succeed.
As the last piece of spiritual engraving was finished, a complete Demon Pool suddenly exuded a deep purple mist under the push of many powerful corpses, accelerating its erosion of space.
Seeing this, the Demonkin chieftain couldn't help but tear up.