In the No.1 cultivation tank, the blood demon shell of Yibo Yike was slowly melting away.
Rexasor used all his strength.
When the blue veins on his face were about to disappear, he would drink another potion to maintain the powerful decay curse.
He seemed determined to weaken the red sand down to its normal size.
This caused Yibo Yike quite a lot of discomfort.
The voice of the blood demon sounded in Xia Zhou's ear:
"Yibo Yike, ha ha ha, you're really out of luck. Turns out the Demon Hunter is right beside you. We can't be blamed for this, it's your own incompetence."
"Stop crying out, Yibo Yike. The followers can't contact me all the time, I didn't know there was a Demon Hunter in the lab... The Church will remember your sacrifice, go in peace. We will pass your name on to a suitable candidate, ha ha ha ~"
The demon laughed mockingly for a while, then continued: