Fang Zhixing had a dog following him around, he was aware of that, but he did not know that Xigou could be so ferocious, beyond expectations.
However, he soon sneered calmly, "The reason that sacrifices are sacrifices, they don't need to be alive, they just need their flesh to be fresh."
He formed a hand seal with both hands, muttering spells that were profound and obscure.
Immediately after, black smoke emerged from those folk experts, each of them convulsing violently, as their bodies underwent strange transformations.
The black smoke spread, obstructing the view.
Xigou was deeply engulfed in it, momentarily bewildered.
"What's going on here?" he shook his body, creating a gust of wind that dispersed the black smoke.
Upon focusing again!
"Damn!"
Xigou's eyes widened in shock.
The folk experts had vanished, leaving only twisting gigantic aliens all over the place.
