"It smells so good."
The aroma of the roasted meat wafted around, prompting all the cultivators to twitch their noses in unison and swallow two big mouthfuls of saliva, their eyes nearly popping out of their heads.
Even the Eight Martial Emperors, who were in the midst of an epic battle with the Nine-colored Deer's Eight Great Battle Forms, couldn't help but turn their heads for a glance.
Most of the cultivators present were from major forces in Cangzhou and Thunder State, and were the elites or even core disciples of these factions. They had tasted all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, yet the mere scent of the roasted meat almost made them irresistible.
Moreover, it was the flesh of an Eighth Rank Demon Flood Dragon, which, although not as potent as the Deer Grass Flood Dragon Blood Soup enhanced with Ancient Divine Power, was still incomparable to ordinary spiritual materials.
If they could have a few bites, perhaps their cultivation could improve slightly.
