Zhao Sheng took several steps back, watching the distant goat with a wary expression, suddenly clasping his hands towards it.
The white goat was obviously startled, but quickly bounced joyfully, and the fierce light in its eyes vanished instantly.
With his back against a large tree, Zhao Sheng swiftly wrote a line on the ground: "I am Zhao Wuming, are you... Yao Lan?"
"Baa baa!" The goat nodded excitedly, then raised its hoof and began to scratch the ground.
At that mont, a fierce light flickered in Zhao Sheng’s eyes, and without warning, he leapt onto the goat’s back.
The next second, he quickly reached out both hands, clamping the goat’s head, twisting it with all his might.
There was a crack, and the goat’s head twisted a full one hundred and eighty degrees. Its eyes, filled with shock, looked at Zhao Sheng, unable to understand why he resorted to such violence.
Slap!
The goat’s body collapsed to the ground, and suddenly wisps of smoke wafted from the corpse, swiftly flowing into Zhao Sheng’s body.
Zhao Sheng felt a surge of comfort throughout his body as a warm current flowed in, and his physique visibly strengthened.
In an instant, his height surged from three feet to over six feet, his muscles bulging, making him appear incredibly strong and robust.
A flash of excitent and realization crossed Zhao Sheng’s eyes, and he suddenly clenched his fist, striking a nearby withered tree.
With a bang, a five to six-inch-deep pit appeared on the tree trunk’s surface, surrounded by radiating cracks as if it had been explosively struck.
The next mont, Zhao Sheng leapt forcefully, jumping several feet high and landing easily atop the withered tree, raising his hand to shield his forehead, his eyes gleaming as he observed his surroundings.
From the depths of the darkness ca intermittent beastly roars, with intermittent skirmishes amongst creatures, and occasionally, massive forms quickly skimd overhead, bringing whiffs of cold wind tinged with a heavy scent of blood.
Baa baa!
The goat’s corpse gradually faded and disappeared, soon replaced by a weak and frail white lamb.
The lamb, filled with terror, surveyed its surroundings, letting out low baas.
Oddly, Zhao Sheng seed entirely unaware of it, continuing to observe his surroundings from the treetop.
Monts later, a powerful gibbon dropped to the ground, looked down, yet found nothing amiss on the ground.
Zhao Sheng furrowed his brows slightly, feeling confused, unable to understand how the goat could have slipped away right under his nose.
Unbeknownst to him, the goat remained "right in front of him," the distance between them less than three feet. Yet, they remained oblivious to each other, as if they existed on different planes, separated by dinsions.
After a prolonged search, failing to find the goat, Zhao Sheng had no choice but to abandon the search, turning his gaze southwest.
The next mont, he blended into the darkness like a ghost, stealthily moving towards the chaotic rock heap in the southwest.
Despite his Mana and Will being sealed, his Martial Arts Realm remained intact.
While he couldn’t yet walk without a trace on snow, making no sound upon landing was a breeze.
...
A short while later, on the eastern side of the rock heap, a fierce battle was raging.
A giant with a tiger’s head and human body was fiercely biting the neck of a massive wolf beneath him, his iron fists pumling the wolf’s chest and abdon wildly.
The white-furred giant wolf, as large as a buffalo, howled continuously, its claws gouging out large pits in the ground as blood flowed from its neck, soaking a wide area.
Awoooo!
The giant wolf’s howls grew weaker, its struggles feebler, on the verge of losing consciousness.
Seeing this, the tiger-headed giant’s eyes glead with a fierce light, excitedly biting down on the wolf’s neck, soon biting off its entire head.
Roar!
The tiger-headed giant spat out mouthfuls of wolf fur, howling excitedly at the sky.
With the howl, the giant wolf’s corpse emitted plus of blood-colored smoke, drifting towards the tiger-headed giant.
The tiger-headed giant lowered its head, gulping rapidly, constantly absorbing the blood-colored smoke, its expression one of utter bliss.
Visibly, its body grew larger and taller, its fangs becoming sturdier and sharper.
At that mont, a white shadow ghosted out from behind the rock pile, instantly landing on the tiger-headed giant’s back.
Zhao Sheng, his expression indifferent, ford a silent Fist Seal with his right hand, striking the back of the tiger-headed giant’s skull.
The next instant, the giant’s head shattered like a winter lon, its brains turning into a mushy substance.
Such beastly, brute-force Beastn devoid of spiritual wisdom was sothing Zhao Sheng could easily kill by the dozen, posing no threat whatsoever.
Contrarily, controlling the increasingly powerful beastly instincts of this beast form proved quite a challenge.
After absorbing the blood-colored smoke, his body grew rapidly to over thirty feet tall, his weight nearing ten thousand pounds, squatting like a massive mound of flesh, eyes burning with twin blood flas, his entire body exuding a violent, wild aura.
At this mont, not only was he prodigiously strong, capable of easily shredding lions and tigers, but his vision underwent a strange transformation, revealing eerie sights unseen before.
In the rock heap, scattered stones bizarrely transford into clusters of soft flesh, with sparse hairs growing on the surface, expanding and contracting as if breathing.
On the ground appeared clusters of grotesque tentacles, ringed with teeth, filthy and blackened.
In mid-air, clusters of clawing ghost fire drifted about, emitting a constant eerie green fla.
The ghost fires depicted animal forms, tigers, leopards, badgers, wolves, each with a sinister visage, wailing like banshees.
Suppressing his bloodthirsty urge, Zhao Sheng exerted force, leaping hundreds of feet away, landing with an earth-shaking impact.
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