One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Although the immortality was suppressed by the strong radiation emitted from the heart of the Golden Crow, Kasyapa, the ancient Buddha, managed to heal and recover by exerting all his strength. However, his complexion was far from good now, pale-faced with contracted pupils, wearing an expression as if he’d seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Mythical beasts!

Such creatures are born and nurtured by nature, capable of calling the wind and summoning the rain.

Governing the laws of the material realm, they are innately powerful, with only a few to be found in the whole world.

The deeper one’s cultivation, the more one understands the strength and terror of such creatures.

But now, this young man in front of him had carved out the heart of a mythical beast and transplanted it into his own body. The idea was insane, and what was even more terrifying was that he could actually unleash the Innate Divine Ability of the Golden Crow. Did this not mean that the strength of his physical body had reached a realm comparable to that of mythical beasts?

The more Kasyapa, the ancient Buddha, thought about it, the more horrified he felt, his pupils trembling involuntarily. He was beginning to regret his arrogance and rashness in coming here, which had trapped him in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat. Watching Kasyapa, the ancient Buddha’s wonderful expression, Su Heng felt thoroughly satisfied.

"Snap!" He snapped his fingers, his cold laugh echoing ominously, "You guessed right, but unfortunately, there’s no reward."

"Now kneel down and kowtow in front of me. Perhaps I’ll leave you a sliver of a chance to pick up the butcher’s knife and become a devil there and then," said Su Heng, repeating the words Kasyapa, the ancient Buddha, had said earlier.