Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Many people started to cry when they saw their companions in the blood pond slowly die out while howling in pain.    

"Alright, the sacred pond has been successfully cultivated. In the future, there is no need to send the Azure Soul Bone to other places. We can directly cultivate it here! I can't wait any longer. Seeing that my exclusive sacred pool has begun to move, aren't you going to quickly start cultivating Body Beasts for me? " Zang JingGuan ordered his subordinates to start cultivating the host beasts.    

After they received Zang Jingyuan's orders, the Poison Demons immediately began to drive the humans away.    

"Stand up, come here for me!" The Black-Clothed Poison Devil made a True Dragon Realm human Martial Cultivator stand up straight and walked to the array that was imprisoning the host beast.    

The human Martial Cultivator sensed danger and held onto the pillar with all his might, not wanting to get close to the array formation.    

Seeing that this middle-aged human Martial Cultivator actually dared to disobey his orders, the Black-Clothed Poison Devil felt offended. He picked up the Long Whip and started to whip him.    

It made the middle-aged human Martial Cultivator scream in pain, but he still held onto the pillar tightly, as if he wanted to merge with the palace.    

Even if the palace collapsed, he didn't want to get close to those terrifying insects.    

The Black-Clothed Poison Demon whipped him more than a dozen times. The middle aged Martial Cultivator's back was covered in blood, but he couldn't let go.    

Seeing how stubborn the middle-aged human Martial Cultivator was, the Black-Clothed Poison Devil felt that he had not done a good job and was looked down upon by Lord Zang Jinguan, causing his heart to burn with anxiety.    

His lord was still waiting for him to nurture a Body Beast, but this human Martial Cultivator was so uncooperative, causing him to lose face.    

Just as the Black-Clothed Poison Devil was about to change to a human Martial Cultivator, Zang Gen said with a smile: "Kill his hand for me!"    

These casual words caused the middle-aged human Martial Cultivator to tremble in fear.    

He was not afraid of the pain of the whip, but he was afraid that his arm would be chopped off.    

If his arm was cut off, he would be crippled for the rest of his life!    

Hearing Zang Jinguan's order, the Black-Clothed Poison Devil secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He took out a large blade from the Dimensional Ring and waved it twice at the middle-aged Martial Cultivator's arm.    

The middle-aged Martial Cultivator looked at the large blade that was moving up and down and was so scared that he did not even dare to breathe.    

However, he was still unwilling to let go. He desperately pulled on the pillar in the center of the palace.    

"Ah!" The Black Poison Devil did not hold back and chopped off his arm in a single strike.    

His arm was cut off, and his arm was still holding onto the pillar. The Black Poison Devil did not care about his arm, but lifted the middle-aged Martial Cultivator up and threw him into the array.    

The middle aged Martial Cultivator was still screaming miserably. The host beast inside the array saw that a human Martial Cultivator had entered, and excitedly crawled over.    

All of the surrounding human Martial Cultivators looked at the Body-Bearing Beast in fear as they watched it crawl into the body of the middle-aged Martial Cultivator from his wound.    

The crowd saw the middle-aged Martial Cultivator's body begin to swell up and then stabilize.    

The middle-aged Martial Cultivator was so scared that he rolled around on the ground, trying to get the insects out of his body.    

However, without an arm, he could only roll on the ground without any effect.    

After about a quarter of an hour, the middle-aged Martial Cultivator began to struggle violently, and a large number of insects crawled out of his body.    

In just a short period of time, over a hundred insects had crawled out of the middle-aged Martial Cultivator's body, and the middle-aged Martial Cultivator had turned into a dried corpse.    

These insects were green in color and were very small in size, but they looked terrifying. They let out unpleasant sounds from their mouths.    

"Quick, quickly throw these body beasts into the sacred pond." Zang Jingyuan ordered excitedly when he saw these bugs.