Stage One

Bai Yang watched the snake and four birds in the arena as they gradually entered the stage of close combat.

They had already fought with genuine fury, casting aside all restraint.

He put himself in the Black-Line Snake's position, carefully calculating the battle situation.

Suddenly, he made a grasping motion with his right hand and pulled toward the snake.

Psychokinesis took effect again, and the Half-Jiao's body lurched sideways, just barely dodging a peck from one of the birds.

It avoided a strike to a vital spot on its body.

Before it could figure out what had happened, it found its head being pushed by a strange force.

Somehow, it was now nearly within reach of a nearby bird's wing!

It didn't resist the force and instinctively bit down.

The remaining dense snake fangs instantly tore the entire wing off that bird.

That flying beast could no longer hold on and immediately plummeted toward the ground.

This time, Bai Yang didn't need to give any hints.

The Black-Line Snake lunged forward at once, enduring the attacks of the other three.

It forcibly swallowed that bird, rapidly absorbing the energy from its body.

Bai Yang's four snake fangs struck again.

One targeted the bird that had already lost its wing, while the other three flew toward another that was heavily injured.

By now, he was thoroughly practiced—there was no chance of failure.

Two flying beasts, one on each side, immediately fell as well.

Truly, "a snake's greed knows no bounds when swallowing an elephant." Seeing this scene, the Black-Line Snake ignored whether it could even digest what it had already eaten. There was still an undigested meal in its belly.

Yet it charged over, wanting to devour them too!

The last remaining bird in the air, enraged by this sight, threw itself recklessly at the snake.

Bai Yang deliberately held back, so the two birds on the ground weren't yet too injured to move.

They forced themselves upright, using their beaks as weapons to fight back desperately.

For a moment, the snake and three birds tangled together on the ground, writhing and thrashing wildly.

The ground trembled continuously, kicking up a shocking cloud of dust.

The smaller birds in the beast horde also sensed something was wrong.

Ignoring the gap in strength, dozens of them flew onto the snake's body and pecked with all their might.

They hoped to share some of the burden for their leaders.

Bai Yang certainly wasn't idle. He maneuvered the snake fangs in circles around the four beasts.

Whenever one side seemed about to collapse, he would help the other.

The four beasts were now trapped in a situation they couldn't escape, left with no choice but to compete in endurance.

Bai Yang took the opportunity to collect a large handful of their flesh and blood. His goal for this trip was already achieved!

Everything from here on was pure profit!

Soon, the auras of the four beasts grew weaker and weaker.

The three birds were tightly constricted by the giant python and were the first to be strangled to death.

The Half-Jiao also had little strength left and couldn't devour them anytime soon.

Its condition could only be described as barely clinging to life.

The remaining high-ranking flying beasts, faced with the python's thick hide, had no way to attack.

The few dozen that were left let out a collective mournful cry, then finally took off and left the area.

Bai Yang walked out slowly, looking at everything before him with great satisfaction.

This harvest had turned out even better than he had imagined!

He drew the Mount Hua Sword and stabbed dozens of times at the helpless Black-Line Snake.

All the strikes targeted its "seven-inch" spot—the location of its heart—and he used hidden force to churn that area into a pulp.

Still not reassured, he worked on its head as well, ensuring it was dead beyond any doubt.

With so much beast flesh and blood nearby, it couldn't go to waste.

Bai Yang ordered through the Mental Network for any team members who could move to come collect as much as they could carry.

Then he extended both palms toward the Half-Jiao's wounds and began to devour!

This Black-Line Snake, so close to a Dragon Beast, was indeed different from ordinary monsters!

He had only absorbed about a third of it when he felt something.

The first stage of his monster body was complete!

What was he waiting for!?

Bai Yang immediately unfastened his combat suit and began to transform.

His entire body, originally one meter eighty-five, started growing taller in an unreasonable manner!

The muscles on his body twisted and tangled, instantly beginning to proliferate wildly!

His original body no longer resembled human flesh and blood, but rather a form woven from dozens of small black dragons coiling together.

From his head, hands, and feet, various horns and sharp claws sprouted.

A massive tail even grew from behind him, bringing his total body length to six meters!

This appearance bore no resemblance to his original human form; it would be far more believable as the visage of some evil god.

Bai Yang carefully examined his own changes.

The entire transformation process took him a full ten minutes.

Although he gained a tremendous boost in combat power after transforming, it was extremely fatal in actual battle.

From now on, he would either have to transform early or find a way to solve the transformation time issue.

Otherwise, caught off guard, an enemy could seize the opportunity.

But this explosive increase in strength was still well worth it.

His current cultivation, after the first transformation, directly forced a breakthrough to Primary War God.

Fighting with this body now, he had confidence in going head-to-head with any Advanced War God.

If it weren't for the sheer magnitude of the boost that Planetary Level brought, he would even dare to take them on.

As a side effect, his physical body had completely completed its monsterization.

From now on, he no longer had any so-called vital points.

Although his heart and brain were still important, they were no longer indispensable.

Moreover, the body of Monster King Orochi was something Psykos, another major antagonist from One Punch Man, had engineered.

She had originally intended it for body-snatching, and this body possessed astonishing Psychokinesis talent.

Now that Bai Yang had completed this transformation, he could finally advance as both a martial artist and a Psychokinesis user simultaneously.

With each subsequent advancement, his natural progress would no longer be held back by one leg lagging behind.

His mental endurance could now accommodate three Advanced War Gods and five Primary War Gods as subordinates.

If he had to name a drawback, it was the sheer size.

This Series 9 Combat Suit was incredibly flexible and hadn't been torn apart by him yet.

But that might not hold true later.

Bai Yang's mind stirred, and the tail and muscles on his body suddenly transformed into twelve dragon heads.

They lunged toward the remaining monster flesh in all directions, devouring and absorbing voraciously.

Compared to using his hands before, it was countless times faster.

He could also feel his energy continuously rising!

That one snake and four birds were all above Primary War God; their flesh and blood were incredibly nourishing!

In just an instant, the four monsters were devoured clean.

From now on, devouring to level up would be far more convenient.

As for the monster bodies below War God level, they were useless to him now.

He decided to keep them to sell for money, providing funds for the team.

At the same time, at the bottom of the Huangpu River in Lujiazui, the city center.

A pair of huge yellow eyes suddenly opened, looking this way with confusion.

"What is that? It feels strange."