In the blink of an eye, Lu Zhan, who had swallowed the demon core of the Black Rock Crocodile, collapsed in pain, as a terrifying force rampaged within him.

With each breath, blood and spiritual energy seeped from his pores, and in moments, Lu Zhan was drenched in blood.

"Brother Chen, I... I'm going to die," Lu Zhan groaned in agony, clutching his stomach and rolling on the ground.

"Zhan, don't worry about anything else. Quickly circulate the Creation Battle Art to refine the Black Rock Crocodile's demon core. The Creation Battle Art is your greatest reliance," Lu Chen commanded sternly.