It was evening.
The sun sank in the west, its lingering glow spilling over Yanshan.
The survivors from the Fuwei Escort Agency had already left with the wounded and the bodies. All that remained were pools of blood, and a man and a bird lying in them.
The smell of blood had drawn scavengers.
Several crows stood on their corpses, pecking at their flesh.
Cao Jinxing and the others had long since left. These wild hills had seen no passersby until now.
Three figures arrived at the foot of Yanshan and saw the bodies of Jia Shi and the Wind Eagle. The crows had pecked them into bloody, unrecognizable messes.
All three looked pained.
"Something really did happen..."
Their leader had a wild boar's snout on his face, exposed tusks, and a ring of black bristles around his neck, as hard as steel needles. His muffled voice carried a savage menace:
"Look around for clues."
"Yes."
The two behind him had their left and right arms respectively replaced by furry claws striped yellow, black, and white.
They looked like the forepaws of some tiger-like Alien Beast, corded with muscle and immensely powerful.
The two obediently began searching the area.
As carefully cultivated Grade A material, and important forces in Luo Lie's plan to capture high-level Alien Beasts, they could be said to have received everything he had to teach!
Over five years, the eighteen members of the Jia group had been carefully trained. The first six were specially selected descendants of the villagers, already possessed of inherited Alien Beast limbs and extraordinary aptitude.
After all the transplants, twelve of the eighteen remained, but all six villagers had succeeded-it had only involved increasing the proportion of limbs from the same species of Alien Beast on the foundation of what they already