Immediately, Alex could not wait. He condensed a mass of spiritual energy in his palm and tossed it onto the Demonic Flood Dragon's corpse.
The corpse was enveloped by the spiritual energy, directly compressed into a fist-sized orb of light, and stuffed into his mouth.
"Tsk..." Alex frowned slightly, tentatively circulating his inner force, yet there was not the slightest reaction.
"This dish is a bit too tough to chew. It seems that wanting to refine it will take quite a bit of time."
Immediately, Alex was not in a hurry to refine the blood and body of this Demonic Flood Dragon, but continued to receive the people waiting behind.
This thing could wait to be processed slowly in the future.
The annual Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, and the grandest one in five hundred years at that, could not be delayed or neglected.
