My Talent Skill Mutated

Just then, the only youth without wings spoke up.

"Hmph. A mere Human Race genius. I refuse to believe he can turn the world upside down. Natuo, go take care of him."

The middle-aged man leading them spoke.

"Leave it to me. A mere Level 8 of the Human Race is nothing to fear!"

A winged youth smiled faintly, and a moment later, his figure vanished from the cliff.

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Outside Qing City, the ground was littered with the motionless, frozen corpses of countless beasts.

Of the million beasts, two-thirds had been wiped out in less than a minute, leaving only a third remaining.

The Beast King of the horde was among the two-thirds that had fallen.

With the Beast King dead, the remaining beasts began a frantic retreat.

But even so, they could not escape the slaughter of the falling snow.

Countless beasts fell with every passing breath.

Chen Yu was stripping the Life Force from the dead beasts with all his might. The Life Light Groups accumulating within him had already reached a terrifying level.

But Chen Yu didn’t stop. Not a single one of these beasts could be left alive.

"Hm?"

Just then, Chen Yu seemed to sense something. His gaze shifted to the left as space distorted, and a youth with a pair of black wings appeared before his eyes.

A striking, special Holy Pattern was visible on his brow.

Holy Spirit Race!

Chen Yu recognized him at a single glance.

He was at the peak of Level 8, yet his Life Fluctuations were even more terrifying than a normal early-stage Level 9.

"Human, you’ve ruined the plan. I’ll give you one chance: become a dog for my race and obey our commands. Do that, and I might spare your life!"

The Holy Spirit Race youth looked at Chen Yu with an air of innate arrogance in his eyes.

Hearing these words, a smile appeared on Chen Yu’s face.

"So you’ve chosen the hard way. You’re courting death!" Seeing the smile on Chen Yu’s face, the Holy Spirit Race youth flew into a rage. The Holy Pattern on his brow glowed, and a white beam of destruction shot toward Chen Yu.

Faced with this attack, Chen Yu didn’t even try to dodge, simply standing his ground.

HUM!!!

But just as the white beam of destruction was about to strike Chen Yu, an invisible force blocked the attack.

"Is that all you’ve got?" a calm voice echoed.

The Holy Spirit Race youth’s expression changed drastically.

SHING!

Before he could even react, the beam he had fired dissipated instantly. A cold glint of light flashed, and in the next moment, the Holy Spirit Race youth’s head was severed from his body.

A single-strike kill!

His head flew into the air, eyes wide with disbelief, unable to accept what was happening even in the moments before death.

But there was no more time to react.

HUM—!

Fingers spread wide, Chen Yu instantly stripped the young man of his Life Force. A Life Light Group materialized, which he promptly swallowed whole.

His gaze turned to the depths of the wilderness. Looking at the remaining beasts, Chen Yu unleashed an endless Frost Storm with a single thought.

The remaining beasts were powerless to resist and were slaughtered to the last in an instant.

At the same time, Chen Yu’s figure vanished from the skies above Qing City.

...

"Natuo is dead!"

"This is impossible!"

Deep in the wilderness, on the cliff, the few members of the Holy Spirit Race were in utter disbelief.

"I told you his power was immense and that he wouldn’t be easy to deal with," the human youth spoke up.

SLAP—!

The words had barely left his mouth when the Holy Spirit Race leader slapped him across the face, his expression furious.

"Wretched human! How dare you mock a genius of my Holy Spirit Race!"

"You...!"

Having been slapped by the Holy Spirit Race leader, the human youth clutched his face in disbelief as fury flared in his eyes.

CLAP CLAP!!

Just then, the sound of clapping echoed, and a voice reached their ears.

"Well struck. A traitor deserves to be struck!"

The chilling voice entered their ears, and the expressions of the Holy Spirit Race members changed drastically.

The next second, Chen Yu’s figure materialized before the human youth.

"Traitors deserve death!"

The calm voice reached his ears. The human youth was horrified. He was about to make a move, but a hand seized his neck in a death grip.

Even breathing became difficult!

A terrifying pressure enveloped him, completely suppressing the Qi in his body, even the very source of his Superpower.

CRACK!!

Unleashing his Power, Chen Yu brutally ripped the man’s head off. Blood gushed like a fountain as the human youth collapsed, his face a mask of indignation.

Even as he died, he couldn’t believe he had been killed so easily.

"How dare you! Even a dog of my Holy Spirit Race is not for you to kill!" the leader of the Holy Spirit Race roared, a terrifying pressure erupting from him.

Early-stage Level 9, and already approaching the Mid-stage.

The powerful pressure surged toward him like a raging tidal wave. Yet, Chen Yu stood his ground, unmoved, as if he were merely bathing in a spring breeze. He took out a handkerchief, wiped his hand gently, then casually tossed it onto the corpse on the ground.

"He was just a dog. Killing him means nothing. Don’t worry, you’ll be joining him soon enough."

A calm voice sounded.

ROAR!!!

The words had barely faded when a dragon’s roar shook the heavens. The Dragon Soul was unleashed, shooting forward with lightning speed.

The Holy Spirit Race leader was horrified. He hastily acted, enveloping his entire body in a powerful energy shield.

But he was a step too late. The powerful energy shield was useless, and the Dragon Soul pierced straight through his body.

His life aura plummeted, and in an instant, he was on the verge of death. It looked as if he was down to his last breath, ready to expire at any moment.

"Leader!"

The other members of the Holy Spirit Race were aghast, but before they could react, Chen Yu grabbed their dying leader, clutching his neck with one hand as a smile spread across his face.