A little over seven minutes later.
"Splash!"
The stomach once again began raining flesh and blood, as the terrifying food was devoured and digested, and the bloody lotus started working furiously.
Once it finished engulfing, regardless of whether the lotus had reached its limit or not, Wang Zijia would shatter it, gather the spread pollution, and then create a new lotus to start the new round of donkey mill-driving.
Taking this opportunity, he began to devour the pollution, recover mana, and enhance his cultivation.
In this way, Wang Zijia, the sand worm, and the bloody lotus formed a great cyclic operation that ravages this eleventh realm domain. Wherever they passed, they dug three feet into the ground, leaving not a trace of sinners behind.
Time flew, and it was half a day before long.
"Value +5.4 trillion!"
Taiji: 74 trillion!
After visiting over a dozen territories, he had garnered a substantial income.
