How powerful was Yang Zheng's vitality?
Yet such a formidable person was now directly refined by Chen Feng, his entire body transformed into a pure mass of flesh and blood, void of any of Yang Zheng's will.
However, the phantom of a monster loomed over the flesh.
An elephant's trunk, a lion's body, a leopard's tail, crocodile eyes, and a lizard's tongue.
Thirteen beasts stacked together, roaring and howling simultaneously, enough to instill fear in any creature, even mindless zombies, which would find their movements slowing due to this pressure.
Yang Zheng's abilities were unexpectedly bizarre.
His life had clearly ended, yet this monster still existed. Even more terrifying was his flesh and blood, constantly expanding and rolling, as if trying to take shape.
Chen Feng even felt an illusion that if left unchecked, this mass of flesh might take on the form of a monster.
To become a brand new lifeform!
