In the wilderness, the sky was dotted with stars and the silver-white moonlight poured down, wrapping the entire world in a layer of silver clothes.{}
A young man in a black robe was casually sitting cross-legged on the ground. His expression seemed to be very painful. Sweat had drenched his robe and his body was constantly trembling. His face was a little distorted and the corners of his mouth were constantly twitching, as if he was enduring a great deal of unbearable pain.
In front of him, there was a small, round beast the size of a palm. It was squatting upright, its pair of watery eyes staring straight at the youth. The expression on its face seemed to be a bit like a smile, yet not a smile.
"Hiss!"
Feng Hao kept sucking in cold air, desperately enduring the pain coming from every cell in his body.
This kind of pain was something that even the Divine Armament Book could do nothing about. It was a person's essence, the improvement of essence!
After a long time, Feng Hao only felt that every cell in his body was torn apart, then reorganized, repaired, and torn apart again. This repeated, and this kind of pain penetrated deep into his soul!
He wanted to faint, but he found that he couldn't even do it. He could only endure this kind of pain and could not escape.
"Ah!!!"
Fenghao couldn't bear it any longer. He kept rolling on the ground and fiercely hammered the ground. His mouth constantly let out mournful cries.
He had endured all kinds of pain. Thunder and lightning tempering his body, Odd Crystal tempering his body, and Odd Crystal fusion, he had endured it all.
However, this pain was very unusual. It seemed to be the process of a person's sublimation, the process of advancing from an ordinary mortal to a saint.
That miserable scene made the little ball seem to be unable to bear it anymore. It yawned, lay on the ground, closed its eyes, and dozed off comfortably.
After about eight to ten hours, the pain in his body finally subsided, and Feng Hao's body was also covered in water as if he had taken a cold shower.
Huff … "
Feng Hao lay on the ground and did not even have the strength to get up. His chest rose and fell anxiously, like a fish out of the water, desperately breathing.
Finally, it was over!
His body was still faintly twitching, and a strong force gradually spread in his body.
"Hmm?"
A scorching stream of air once again rose from all over his body. However, it did not bring about pain. After a while, Feng Hao felt as comfortable as if he was soaking in a hot spring. His eyes also slightly narrowed.
Just as he was enjoying himself, something strange happened!
"Swoosh!Hiss! … "
The scorching heat suddenly gathered and frantically gathered on his left arm. In an instant, Feng Hao's entire left arm turned red. His robe was instantly torn apart as his arm suddenly grew bigger.
"What happened?"
Such a strange change caused Fenghao to be extremely astonished. The change in his left arm caused him to be even more flustered.
In such a situation, he felt as if his arm was about to explode. A powerful force that he had never felt before was condensing in his arm. In that instant, his meridians doubled.
"Yiya!"
As if sensing this, the little ball also sat up. When it saw Fenghao's mutating arm, its bright eyes were filled with excitement and agitation.
"Ah!!!"
Feng Hao wanted to control these scorching streams of air. However, he found that they did not listen to his commands at all. They continuously surged towards his left arm, and he could not stop them no matter what he did.
Time passed by the minutes and seconds.
Feng Hao's left arm had completely changed. It was like a fire stick. It was bright red and its shape had expanded by more than two times. Blood vessels were entrenched on his arm, making it look even more ferocious and terrifying.
"Swoosh swoosh! …"
Another strange change occurred!
Feng Hao felt a numbing itch on his flesh as if something was growing. After a while, the flesh on his left arm burst open. However, strangely, no blood flowed out.
A few moments later, a few terrifying things grew out from his left arm!
Scales!
That's right, scales!
They were exactly the same as the scales on the Fire Qilin. Dragon scales!
One by one, they shone brightly. The bright red color and the dazzling light gave off an incomparably strong visual impact.
Feng Hao was dumbfounded. His eyes widened, and his face looked a little sluggish.
His arm had turned into a Qilin's arm!
Fortunately, the feeling of flesh and blood was still there. Otherwise, Feng Hao would have thought that this arm did not belong to him anymore.
An order was issued in his mind. He clenched his fist. A wave of powerful energy that he had never felt before directly attacked Feng Hao's Divine Instinct, making him dizzy.
Too strong!
Looking at the tightly clenched arm, Feng Hao had an illusion that he could shatter the world with a single punch.
Qilin was known for its strength. The ancient Qilin relied on its strength and talent to obtain its eternal reputation.
In this world, there was nothing that it could not trample!
The ground could be crushed with a stomp. The sky could be pierced with a random hoof.
"Could it be that I have inherited the Fire Qilin's talent in strength?!"
As he thought about it, Feng Hao's eyes lit up, and his breathing quickened.
"Swoosh!"
With a flip, he stood up.
"Let's give it a try!"
He couldn't wait to see just how strong this power was.
"Heh!"
With a light chuckle, his body shot forward. He raised his fist and punched an ancient tree with a diameter of about one meter.
"Bang!"
That extremely strong force gushed out, tearing everything apart. Wherever his fist went, the ancient tree was like a piece of paper. He directly punched a hole, and wood chips flew everywhere.
Then, the power burst out, and the entire ancient tree collapsed. Half of the tree around his arm was directly shattered into powder, scattering down.
"Swoosh!"
Feng Hao's figure did not stop. The tip of his foot pushed, and he rushed toward the rock wall.
"Bang! Bang!"
His arm, which was covered in scales, directly pierced into the mountain, causing the entire mountain to tremble. Moreover, with his arm as the center, terrifying cracks began to spread in all directions.
"Whoosh!"
Withdrawing his arm, Feng Hao walked in the direction of the small ball. Behind him, the mountain wall suddenly shattered, and dust filled the sky.
Hearing the sound coming from behind, Feng Hao was overjoyed, and the corners of his mouth quietly rose into an evil smile.
Very strong. He liked it very much!
He felt that even a Martial Spirit would be smashed into smithereens by this casual punch.
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