Even though Big Pig was filled with indignation and resentment, there was nowhere for him to vent it. He pranced over to Qi Shengtian’s corpse and ransacked everything he could. When there was nothing left but a pair of undergarments and he felt a bit more comfortable, he finally decided to stop.

Qin Yu allowed this fellow to do as he pleased; he found it hard to show any sort of post-mortem high-mindedness towards Qi Shengtian. Just as he was about to call Big Pig over to leave, his eyes suddenly shrank.

He quickly hurried over and flipped Qi Shengtian’s corpse. As expected, the part of the corpse that touched the ground was beginning to show signs of decay.

The thick flesh and blood goo hadn’t yet dyed the ground red. Rather, it seemed to be eaten up cleanly by some great mouth underneath.

Qin Yu looked at the ground below and his eyebrows furrowed together. He had personally watched as the blood-red tentacles were thoroughly disintegrated in the darkness. But this sight could only mean…that it hadn’t truly died yet!

Even though it hadn’t died it must surely have used up a great deal of strength. Otherwise it was impossible for it to watch helplessly as Qin Yu took away the blood flame fruits.

Qin Yu’s eyes flashed...