The charred insect corpse was still twitching faintly on the ground, emitting a strange, burnt-protein smell.
Han Feng retracted his finger. The last wisp of Soul-Burning Sword Aura in his Dantian was completely exhausted.
An intense feeling of emptiness and fatigue washed over him instantly.
To maintain the enhancement from "Sword Control Technique: Great Success," he had just consumed two thousand drops of Sword Essence.
Now, with fewer than five hundred drops left, his Dantian Qi Sea was almost empty.
Han Feng walked forward and prodded the two halves of the corpse, which were still oozing a viscous green fluid, with the tip of his shoe.
'So this is its true body?'
'Without Spiritual Vision, who would have thought that a Tier Three Peak expert was hiding something like this inside his body?'
'He was basically a parasite in human skin.'
Han Feng disgustedly scraped the bottom of his shoe on the concrete ground.
A deathly silence fell over the area.
