Its mouth became even larger, almost occupying its entire face, and the teeth inside were interspersed, with red flames burning within.
Its ugliness was such that it could shock both the ancient and the modern.
Even Song He, who prided himself on being accustomed to all manner of bizarre sights, wore a look of disgust—if it weren't for the need to observe its continued progress, he probably couldn't help but want to crush it then and there.
"Hurry up," he urged.
After witnessing such a spectacle of Hungry Ghosts attacking each other, his patience had truly been exhausted. Who else but him could recognize at a glance such a complicated cultivation process of the Divine Arm Lotus Rhizome?
At that moment, Song He was pondering the deeper meaning of this scene.
While he was contemplating, the only remaining Hungry Ghost also hesitated.
