C92 Somatic Variation

Zuo Feng's white arm was almost completely extended into the wolf's body. After he searched around for a while, he suddenly revealed a hint of joy, but that joy quickly froze and turned into astonishment.

As his small white hand was pulled out from the wolf's body, there was a piece of crystal the size of an apricot core in his palm.

"This should be a beast core, but why is it broken?" Zuo Feng frowned as he stared at the crystal shard in his hand and muttered to himself. However, he didn't notice that when the small creature saw this, it revealed a mocking expression.

Most demon beasts had a beast core. Although a savage beast had a thinner bloodline, it still had a certain chance of producing a beast core. The beast core could be said to be the life essence of a demon beast or a savage beast. The energy contained within it was extremely great, and could be used as an important material in alchemy and refining.

The price was also extremely expensive, although Zuo Feng did not know how much a beast core the size of an apricot core could be sold for. However, he reckoned that he could buy any three or four shops in Yan City as he wished. Zuo Feng, who was looking at the beast core in front of him, felt extremely depressed. Clearly, the beast core had been destroyed.

'Could it be that when I was sucking out the blood just now, one of them absorbed the energy in this beast core as well? ' Zuo Feng scratched his head, vaguely guessing so.

Zuo Feng didn't care too much about this matter. After all, this savage beast was a treasure all over. Even this fur was sought after by rich people. Its internal organs were all good supplementary materials for low level alchemy, and what Zuo Feng valued the most was its sharp claws.

The claws could be said to be unafraid of any fine iron or steel weapons. It could be said to be a good material for making short bladed daggers.

After staring at the Wolf Devouring Beast for a while, Zuo Feng started to fight. In less than an hour, he had already dismembered the wolf. Although it was a pity, Zuo Feng could only place the wolf claws back into his robes. When he looked at the fur of the wolf one last time, Zuo Feng still felt that it was a pity.

The wolf had fought two waves of men in grey before, and he had just slashed a few times with the knife, so there wasn't much fur left. Originally, if the wolf skin could be perfectly preserved, it could make at least two large cloaks. However, right now, it could only be made into a sleeveless shirt.

When he thought of this, Zuo Feng inadvertently looked at himself. His shirt, which was already damaged to begin with, had been completely destroyed after the huge battle with the wolf.

After unintentionally sweeping his gaze over his body, Zuo Feng's eyes suddenly focused, because he had discovered something even more inconceivable. On his bare chest, the bulge that had originally turned golden had now turned into a grayish-black color. How could Zuo Feng not be alarmed by such a shocking change?

Every time the protrusion on Zuo Feng's chest changed, it would bring him quite a bit of benefit. The first time he had this bulge, although Zuo Feng had spent a lot of effort to cultivate it, he had miraculously survived from the state of certain death. Later on, when the same color as the skin changed to gold, Zuo Feng almost advanced two levels and almost entered the Bone Refining stage.

With this discovery, Zuo Feng quickly started to check himself. After a careful inspection, Zuo Feng realized that other than the berserk spiritual energy that made him depressed, the only other thing that could be found was the empty Na Hai, which was filled with spiritual energy.

Zuo Feng was a bit annoyed. Perhaps it was because he was used to the recent fortuitous encounters. It seemed that he should be surprised and surprised after every adventure. However, this time, he did gain something. The gain was not as simple as just the change in color of the protrusion. However, this change was destined to change his future trajectory. It was just that he still did not know anything about it.

Zuo Feng tidied everything up properly, and waved at the small beast, "Against the Wind", in the distance. The small beast jumped up from the tree and arrived on Zuo Feng's shoulder in a blink of an eye. It hesitated for a moment before drilling into the bag on Zuo Feng's waist.

Seeing this, Zuo Feng smiled and looked around. After confirming the direction, Zuo Feng quickly headed towards where he came from.

While Zuo Feng was dashing forward, he did not notice that the dark gray protrusion on his chest had suddenly deepened. Around the black protrusion were tiny sprouts with sharp horns growing out from his skin.

After advancing for a quarter of an hour, Zuo Feng finally felt some changes in his body. Ever since he drank the wolf's blood, he was unable to release his psychokinesis. This was not because he had lost his psychokinesis. The two fine, grayish-white threads of psychokinesis were still intertwining within his mind sea. It was just that the psychokinesis contained within them was unable to be the same as before.

This discovery left Zuo Feng speechless. This time, not only did he not gain anything, he also lost the ability that he valued the most. He couldn't help but look down. Zuo Feng realized that there was something strange about the black protrusion on his chest. The black sprout on it seemed to have broken out of the earth and rushed out of the perfectly round edge.

Zuo Feng frowned slightly when he saw this change, although he wasn't sure if it was good or bad for him. However, when he saw the black sprouts, he instinctively felt a trace of disgust.

Just as Zuo Feng was walking with his head lowered, he suddenly felt an uncomfortable feeling that made his heart jump. Instinctively, he stomped on the ground and changed his direction to dodge to the side. At the same moment that Zuofeng changed direction, a short spear as fast as lightning flew past where he had been standing.

Judging from how he was able to grasp the situation and the direction, it was obvious that he was an expert in this area. Moreover, the opponent clearly had no intention to kill Zuo Feng. If Zuo Feng did not change his direction and continued onward, the short spear would probably pierce through his thigh.

"Get out here."

The left wind let out a cold growl from the location of the spear. After a few breaths of silence, a deep, hoarse laugh came from the bushes not far away.

"I didn't expect this kid to be so alert, to actually be able to dodge my short spear."

With that, three figures walked out from behind the tree. Although Zuo Feng was a stranger in terms of appearance, his grey robes immediately let him know the identity of the person who had just arrived.

Zuo Feng instantly recognized the person who had just assaulted him. It was a middle-aged man with a pair of fierce eyes. At this moment, the man held a short spear in his hand. At the same time, four identical short spears appeared on his back.

The other two also walked out from the two sides of Zuo Feng. When Zuo Feng saw the cultivation levels of the three people, his face also became a lot uglier. All three of them had the strength of a Body Tempering realm martial artist. It seemed that they were a small team and had been lying in ambush here for a long time. Their target should be him.

Zuo Feng was also very depressed, if he could still use his spirit energy to investigate, then these people wouldn't be able to ambush him so easily. He had lost consciousness for an unknown amount of time in the Tianping Mountains, but this group of people were still so persistent in trying to catch him.

A wave of anger rose from the bottom of his heart. Zuo Feng was surprised when he had the urge to tear the people in front of him into pieces. The moment this brutal thought appeared, he could no longer suppress it. This shocked Zuo Feng himself.

"Little guy, don't just stand there and do nothing, you're not even a match for us. Obediently surrender, so that the few of us won't have to waste too much effort. "

The middle-aged man holding the short spear said disdainfully as he slowly approached Zuo Feng. Under this kind of pressure, Zuo Feng felt a wave of irritation, and at the same time, there were some restlessness in his body. This time, it wasn't the spiritual energy that went berserk, but Zuo Feng's entire body seemed to be on the verge of going berserk.

Unknowingly, a hint of blood started to appear in Zuo Feng's eyes, and it was getting denser and denser. Seeing Zuo Feng's change, the middle-aged man with the short spear was slightly stunned, but he quickly turned to his companions and said.

"This brat is a bit strange. Hurry up and capture him, so we won't have too much trouble."

The two companions gently nodded their heads, and in the next moment, they pounced on Zuo Feng from both sides.

However, in such a short period of time, there was a new change to Zuo Feng. A bloodthirsty impulse appeared from the bottom of his heart. Although the two powerful enemies were rapidly approaching him, he raised his head and slowly opened his mouth.

"Ah …"

A roar like a beast came out of Zuo Feng's mouth. This roar was like the sound of a wolf devouring its prey and spread out in all directions. Two Body Tempering realm martial artists were also affected by the sound wave. Their vision became a bit blurry, and their bodies began to sway.

When the two of them recovered, they saw Zuo Feng charge towards the man with the short spear with an astonishing speed. Normally, the two of them would sneer at each other. A youth that hadn't reached the Bone Refining stage had actually chosen the highest cultivation, a Second Tempering stage martial artist among them.

But that loud roar just now had caused them to no longer dare to underestimate this youth in front of them in the slightest. The middle-aged man with the short spear also had a serious look on his face. When he saw Zuo Feng rushing towards him, he also carefully raised his short spear and stabbed it towards Zuo Feng's shoulder. They did not dare to kill him, because the higher-ups had ordered them to capture this young man alive.

Zuo Feng's eyes were bloodshot and his speed was astonishing. In a few blinks of an eye, he had arrived in front of the spear-wielding man. He casually waved his hand to deflect the incoming spear. However, even though it seemed to be a gentle wave, that second level Body Tempering middle-aged man was no longer able to hold it, and his short spear was sent flying.

The middle-aged man was also shocked by Zuo Feng's great strength, but before he could pull out the short spear behind him, Zuo Feng's two hands had already stabbed into his chest like two sharp blades.

Subsequently, Zuo Feng's two hands spread outwards and the middle-aged man with the short spear was ripped into two halves. The broken body was sent flying to both sides along with the bones and internal organs. Blood rained down like rain on their heads.

Zuo Feng slowly turned around and used his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth. There was a cruel smile on his face. When had the other two martial artists ever seen such a scene? They were so shocked that their mouths gaped open.

Zuo Feng suddenly accelerated, rushing towards one of the warriors like a bolt of lightning. He still had a faint smile on his face. However, the smile seemed extremely wooden, more like a subconscious action.