"Ah..."
A soft scream emerged from beneath Lin Chen's arm; it was Meng Shan, who presently covered her eyes, her expression riddled with fear.
Although that person deserved to die, witnessing such a scenario was enough to make Meng Shan nauseous.
Lin Chen furrowed his brows further, sensing no trace of consciousness from the monkey king—it was as if everything was driven by its feral instincts.
Brutal, savage, showing no mercy whatsoever.
As Lin Chen and the others observed, its arm continued to ingest the remaining limbs of the figure, slowly chewing them.
Its chewing was swift; after the flesh entered, it was hastily swallowed, with only the difficult-to-digest bones spat out from its mouth.
Three feet ahead, a pool of blood accumulated, fragments of bones mixed with scattered bits of flesh in the gore, resembling a hell on Earth.
The scene was so harrowing that Meng Shan dared not to look any longer, only stealing fleeting glances through her fingers, trembling inwardly.
