"What the hell is this thing?!"
When that figure was smashed away like a cannonball and slammed down nearby, Zhang Qingyuan finally saw it clearly.
Its entire body was pitch-black, sharp bone spurs standing along its back. Its face was pointed, and within its scarlet eyes glowed a crimson light that made one feel madness itself. Its features were incomparably savage, like an Evil Ghost that had crawled out of hell!
Faced with such a terrifying and bizarre thing, Zhang Qingyuan's expression darkened slightly.
In his perception, the figure before him seemed to possess no physical body. It was as though it existed between gas and liquid, like a mass formed from the aggregation of malicious thoughts!
It made no sound and left no trace, its concealment ability extremely strong!
Had his Spiritual Sense not been sharp enough to catch that trace of malice—
It might well have succeeded in its sneak attack!
"Hiss!"
Zhang Qingyuan's punch seemed to have struck and shattered its core.
The black shadow that had crashed onto the distant ground, blasting out a huge pit several zhang wide, now had a twisted body. At an eerie angle, it struggled to raise its head, releasing a piercing shriek into the high sky.
Like a dying wail, its voice gradually weakened.
In the end, it turned into a wisp of black smoke and dispersed, leaving behind one pill-sized, dark crystal no bigger than a thumb.
"What is this?"
Zhang Qingyuan frowned slightly and reached out across the void. The crystal in the distant pit immediately flew into his hand.
It was icy cold to the touch.
Zhang Qingyuan keenly sensed the pure yin energy within the dark crystal. Like steel needles, it sought to pierce his skin and enter his body!
At the same time,
Zhang Qingyuan