With the conversation over, Zhou Li didn't hesitate to kick out. The Black Dragon Statue instantly collapsed and shattered, revealing what was wrapped inside...
Flesh.
Yes, flesh.
A mass of moving, slumbering, living flesh.
Zhou Li and the others, having seen their fair share of turmoil, were naturally not frightened by this bizarre scene. But the writhing mass was so horrifying, especially as it emitted baby-like murmurings in its sleep.
"No Demon Qi,"
Qianhu said gravely, "It's not a monster."
"At least monsters have a shape, this doesn't even have bones,"
While tapping on the White Snake statue, Zhou Li couldn't help but complain, "The White Snake couldn't possibly be a figure collector, this attraction to a resplendent and wise pretense..."
"Fuck,"
Zhou Li was shocked as he looked at the crystal-clear skeleton that appeared after the White Snake statue shattered, exclaiming, "This hit the nail on the head."
"Skeleton, flesh,"
