"And this demonic transformation can even spread through blood..."
"If I have to purify them one by one, I'll work like a dog and still wouldn't save many."
Ziteng Zhenyi hastily asked, "Then what should we do?"
Jing Shang stood up as well, positioning himself beside Ziteng Zhenyi.
Those un-purified strong people of the Yang Country were still roaring wildly at that moment, their voices grating.
Chen Fan furrowed his brows tightly, his gaze sweeping over the group of demonized strong people of the Yang Country.
The already demon-transformed strong people of Yang Country seemed to regard Chen Fan as fresh blood food, staring at him with dead-set eyes, frantically wanting to pounce and bite, but were chained and unable to move.
Seeing this, Ziteng Zhenyi cast a stern glance at Jing Shang and said coldly, "Where did that pill of yours come from?"
Jing Shang hesitated, his expression changing dramatically, "It was given to me by Jing Ye!"
