C37 Astounding Metamorphosis

Uncle Tian looked in the direction of the quiet room as he muttered to himself, "Could it be a misconception? How could there be a Spirit Severing expert in Yan City?"

"..." "If it was that youth." Afterwards, Uncle Tian was at a loss whether to laugh or cry at his own thoughts. He had also personally checked the youth's injuries. Even if this youth was lucky enough to survive, he would probably only be able to stay in bed for the rest of his life. Even so, Uncle Tian felt like he had forgotten something. He could not recall anything for a long time. In the end, he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Zuo Feng's current state was similar to releasing himself into the air, allowing his consciousness to float in a state of invisibility. He didn't even try to do anything intentionally. His originally dissipated consciousness had suddenly recovered. If it was another person's, they might have desperately contacted their consciousness to quickly escape from this kind of half-life that could drive one mad.

However, Zuo Feng was not like that. Before his consciousness had disappeared, he had struggled with all his might to persevere. So now that there was some improvement, there was no need to be in such a rush. Moreover, his current state gave him an indescribable feeling of comfort, as if the depths of his soul was about to let out a comfortable moan.

The silver energy in Zuo Feng's sea of consciousness was like living water as it slowly flowed along the wall of the sea. The sliver of consciousness in his sea of consciousness also continued to float about. Finally, this sliver of consciousness began to slowly condense. Zuo Feng did not notice any of this. His heartbeat and breathing were at least ten times slower than an ordinary person's.

The night in Yan City was extremely cool, and this secret room was frighteningly cold. Zuo Feng exhaled for a long time, but a trace of mist could be seen. In such a cold environment, let alone sleeping, any ordinary person would easily fall sick from the cold if they were to stay here. However, it was extremely suitable for a martial artist to cultivate. The cold environment made it easier for one to eliminate distracting thoughts and feel the changes in one's body.

Zuo Feng was in such a good environment, yet he was slowly undergoing some kind of transformation that he did not even know about. The process of transformation required harsh objective conditions, and one could not be disturbed by the outside world at all. Sound, light, smell, etc. As long as they were disturbed, it would lead to the complete collapse of the transformation. At this moment, all of the conditions in this quiet room were already complete.

The first rays of the morning sun shined into the City Lord's Mansion. In the southeast corner of the City Lord's Mansion, there was a large empty space. Groups of strong men had already started their morning practice. This was where the City Lord's Mansion guards were stationed. They would come to this square at fixed times every day for daily training, and no matter how noisy it was, it had no effect on the three private rooms in the forbidden grounds.

The strand of consciousness in his left wind's sea of consciousness had turned from gray fog, which had been nourished by a mysterious energy for a night, into a gray, thread-like substance. There were two types of consciousness that could transform like threads. They would gather and scatter in Zuo Feng's sea of consciousness. Sometimes they would intertwine together, and sometimes they would split up and wander around on their own.

The large area of silver energy within his sea of consciousness no longer existed. At this moment, his sea of consciousness had already transformed into a pitch-black space. Only the gray thread that had evolved from his consciousness would emit a white light as it swam, illuminating the pitch-black space within his sea of consciousness until it flickered between light and darkness.

Zuo Feng had yet to recover his consciousness, and all of this was the result of his spiritual energy being combined with the mysterious energy. And this kind of spiritual energy that was as thin as threads was something that all martial artists on the continent yearned for even in their dreams.

There was only one way to form psychokinesis, and that was to use "Perception". Once one reached a certain level of cultivation, they would have the qualification to use "Perception". However, relying on one's own ability to condense psychokinesis was not a small risk. Correspondingly, there was a huge risk that once psychokinesis was condensed, it would also have many abilities that people would covet. Such as probing with spirit energy or refining drugs, refining and other benefits.

In addition to condensing one's will, there was another method that was almost forgotten on the continent. Similarly, psychokinesis could be produced, and that was' nurturing one's will '.

As the name implied, 'Nurturing' was a special method to nurture psychokinesis. However, this method required a lot of things, and the person who nurtured it would most likely die. In the continent, only a few people had heard of this method, but never had they heard of someone using 'Nurturing Perception' to produce psychokinesis.

Thus, Zuo Feng had used his "Nurturing Perception" to generate psychokinesis. If it were to spread out, the entire continent would probably go crazy for it. If a body strengthening stage young martial artist could possess the psychokinesis that all martial artists coveted, then which force would not want to obtain this secret technique?

Sadly, Zuo Feng didn't even know how he produced his own psychokinesis, to the point where the current Zuo Feng didn't even know what psychokinesis was. Judging from his current condition, he probably hadn't even noticed the changes in his body. This astonishing change in his body was also destined to sow an even more chaotic seed on this restless continent.

A charming and charming figure quickly walked toward the forbidden area along the winding path. Although the sentries outside were very familiar with the girl beside the young lady, they still vigilantly observed her. When the young girl arrived at a rock garden, a tall and sturdy figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the road.

"It's Miss Xiao Wen, I don't know …" The burly man rubbed his hands together in slight embarrassment. His appearance clearly didn't match his tall and mighty appearance.

"Hmph." The girl called Xiao Wen pouted her lips and shot a dissatisfied glance at the big man in front of her. She took out an exquisite jade plate and waved it in front of him.

When the big man saw the jade token, he immediately took a small step to the side and made a "please" gesture. The woman did not dawdle and quickly walked by. As she passed in front of the big man, she raised her head and glanced at him from the corner of her eyes.

After the woman quickly left, the big man faintly sighed. He was in charge of the guard duty here, but he did not dare to offend the girl beside the young lady. Watching the woman turn a corner and disappear, the burly man then quietly retreated into the shadows under the fake mountain.

The woman was very familiar with the complicated route here. She took seven or eight turns and arrived outside of Zuo Feng's stone room, muttering to herself, "Didn't Elder Yan confirm this when he brought the boy back here two days ago?" Even if he doesn't die, he will be crippled for life. Why would Miss care so much about this young man? "

However, she did not know that she was not being particularly attentive. Instead, it was Zuo Wuji who kept pestering Miss Anya to come over to see her brother. Anya couldn't do anything about the sky, so she ordered her most quick-witted subordinate Little Wen to come over to take a look. She didn't expect that Zuo Feng's injuries would recover in such a short period of time.

The girl called Xiao Wen was shocked to discover that there was a faint stench floating in the air outside the room. Although she was quite confused, she didn't think too much and gently pushed open the heavy stone door.

This stone door was extremely heavy. Even though there were some small mechanisms that were convenient to open, they were still around seventy to eighty jin in weight. This little girl was able to easily push open the stone door. This meant that she was at least at the 3rd or 4th level of the Body Strengthening Stage. This meant that the strength of the entire City Lord's Mansion was clearly visible.

The moment the stone door was pushed open, it was obvious that a dark-black gas was attacking from within. The gas contained a strong, spicy, fishy stench as it spoke. The almost defenseless little girl fainted on the spot. She retched a few times before slowly standing up. However, at this moment, tears had already flowed down the girl's face.

Such a strange and strong stench caused Miss Xiao Wen to stand outside the door panting for a long time before her mind regained some clarity. Soon after, she was shocked to discover that the entire stone room was completely filled with this black gas, and the scene inside the stone room could not be seen clearly.

How could such a small girl not be surprised? She did not dare to stay any longer, and instead turned around and left at a speed that was several times faster than when she first arrived.

Miss Xiao Wen left in a hurry and did not close the stone door. The stone door was opened, and the dark gray gas seemed to have found an outlet and slowly rushed out of the room. When the dark gray gas floated outside the room, it immediately entered the fresh air and gradually became thinner and dissipated.

About a quarter of an hour later, a few panicked figures flew toward the stone room from afar. A few figures walked in front, followed by a white-robed Uncle Tian, followed closely by a yellow-clothed Anya, and then followed by a slightly ugly faced Miss Xiao Wen.

The few of them quickly arrived at the stone door and stood still. They had already heard Xiao Wen describe the black and gray gas inside the stone room. Therefore, when he arrived in front of the stone door, although he had nearly vomited due to the pungent smell, he was still mentally prepared. However, his expression had become somewhat ugly.

At this moment, the dark gray gas in the room had become very faint. He could clearly see Zuo Feng's figure on the stone bed. He was lying on the bed, and he could even hear Zuo Feng's powerful breathing. This was clearly a sign of recovery. Everyone's shock could no longer be described with words.

This was especially true for Uncle Tian. He was so shocked that his mouth was wide open. Then, he took in a large mouthful of black and gray gas and began to cough violently. Tears and snot began to flow out of his eyes uncontrollably.

At this moment, Anya was also inexplicably shocked. When she saw her Uncle Tian bedraggled, she didn't have the slightest urge to laugh.

"Uncle Tian, do you know what's going on?"

Hearing the young lady's words, Uncle Tian rubbed his eyes that had turned red from tears and spices. He looked at Zuo Feng carefully and said, "Young lady, there's something unusual about this foul air. Wait outside, I'll go in and take a look."