That force came with such ferocity and speed that he had no time to react.
He only felt the blood throughout his body boil in an instant, as if countless Fire Dragons were roaring through his veins!
The Cang Lang that had leaped into the air was struck head-on by that force!
Crack!
The sound of shattering bones was crystal clear.
The nearly three-meter-long giant wolf flew backward like a rag doll, smashing into a large tree and snapping its bowl-thick trunk in half!
Lin Feng froze.
He lowered his head and looked at his hands.
Under the moonlight, they were still thin and pale, unchanged in any way.
But that force just now...
He walked over to the Cang Lang.
The Cang Lang lay on the ground, with no idea how many bones broken throughout its body. Bloody foam spilled from its mouth, while the green light in its eyes rapidly dimmed.
Lin Feng crouched down and pressed a hand against the Cang Lang's head.
He pushed down hard.
Crack.
The Cang Lang's skull caved in, and it finally stopped breathing.
Lin Feng rose to his feet, trembling all over.
Not from fear, but excitement.
He did not know what had just happened, but he knew that some terrifying power was hidden within his body.
Just then, an intense hunger surged through him.
It came so fiercely and suddenly, as if he had gone hungry for three days and three nights—no, three months, three years!
His gaze fell upon the Cang Lang's corpse.
The body was still warm, blood still flowing from it.
Lin Feng's reason told him that raw meat could not be eaten, especially the meat of a magic beast. It contained violent demonic energy; eating it without processing it could cause poisoning at best and damage