Qi Jiuchuan took out a fresh spirit beast heart, tossed it to the black-garbed young man, and said with a stern, commanding tone, “Take it!”

The junior grabbed the heart and stuffed it down his throat, barely chewing as he did.

With blood dripping from his chin, he looked even more sinister and fierce.

“A fifth grade Mountainsplit Beast’s heart...” Zhao Shanling looked over his shoulder and asked, frowning, "Brother Qi, this junior of your sect had some of his ...