Method to Resist the Great Divine Power of the Dao Heart

Deep down, Patriarch Muchen felt…

If he was not a mutant that had attained the Dao but a real demon beast, his hair might be standing on end at this moment. He was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him!

To be fair, the broken limbs and remains that moved in the darkness and the two monsters that attacked Feng Xia were indeed all very strange. Any other timid person might have fainted on the spot.

However, Feng Xia's weirdness at this moment was even greater than them!

"Oh my goodness—"

Patriarch Muchen could not help but scream. Then, he realized something. "No, I am a mutant and there's no goodness…"

By this time, Feng Xia had lost too much blood. Not only was his face as pale as paper, but there was also a big hole in his chest. He retracted one hand from his chest and held a broken heart in his hand. Blood dripped down, emitting a strong corpse aura.

No matter how, he looked stranger and more terrifying than those monsters!