At this moment, Wang Zijia was also staring intently, watching the flesh and blood burn away quickly. The vague human face never fully formed and turned into a sea of fire.
However, it was probably psychological, but Wang Zijia always felt that the unformed human face was staring at him until it was completely consumed by the fire, the seal was automatically lifted, and that eerie feeling finally disappeared.
On the spot, only a dark red clump of flesh and blood the size of a millstone was left, and the rate of regrowth was obviously much faster.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia cautiously floated forward.
At this moment, Li Xunbo had also calmed down, his lips moved slightly, and he subconsciously warned, "Be careful!"
Obviously, he and Wang Zijia knew the face made of flesh was not simple.
It was unclear whether he had seen the flesh face before, or he simply sensed something abnormal.
Wang Zijia paused for a moment, then nodded.
