The twitching lump of flesh slowed down as if running out of steam.
Accompanied by Wang Zijia completely smashing the corpse, the flesh twitched for a while and eventually lost the energy to reassemble, beginning to bleed even more.
"Phew!"
Watching this, Wang Zijia let out a long sigh of relief.
Before he could do anything, a spiritual light flickered in the center of the pile of meat. Gradually, tiny bits of spiritual light separated from the meat and converged, forming a dark red spiritual light ball.
Inside the light ball, there was an illusory lump of flesh, possibly a human head, wriggling. The dark red glow shone with an intense sense of foreboding.
"It seems that this is the pollution core of this infant level sin demon!"
Feeling the rapid beating of true qi and the joy in his heart, Wang Zijia took a deep breath and carefully reached out his hand.
