In the blink of an eye, countless heads like those of old rats let out a terrifying soul shriek, as if they were trying to pierce through Wang Zijia's soul, his brows furrowed with an intense headache.
The bisected bat's flesh writhed as if trying to fuse back together.
However, a strange force hovered over the wound, not only preventing the fusion but causing the freshly separated carcasses to disintegrate further.
Before the rebellious force and the healing power could determine a victor, the giant bat had already fallen to the ground.
The two halves of the broken body struggled a couple of times, then suddenly fell silent, dying somewhat abruptly.
Immediately thereafter, they began to melt away, within the blink of an eye dissolving into a pool of pus that seeped into the ground, polluting everything and turning the already pitch-black earth even darker.
Wang Zijia watched this scene with tightly knitted brows.
