On the battlefield, only the victors remain.

Lin Feng stroked them and came closer, nuzzling his Chasing Wind and Chasing Moon affectionately with his head, feeling the slight warmth from their intense battle beneath their feathers, as well as their heartfelt excitement and joy.

He could clearly sense their emotions, the purest sense of satisfaction that top predators felt after successfully hunting down a powerful enemy.

"Alright, alright, stop whining." Lin Feng chuckled, patting their majestic heads before turning his gaze to the massive yak king's corpse and the dozen or so ordinary snow yak carcasses scattered around. A look of satisfaction gleamed in his eyes.

"Go,"

Lin Feng's voice was calm and gentle, but the permission it contained was like a clarion call to open a feast: "Enjoy your spoils to the fullest; this is what you deserve. Eat the biggest one first; its flesh and blood contain the purest energy, which will greatly benefit your growth."

"Chirp!"

Just moments before, Chasing Wind and Chasing Moon had been as elegant and noble as gods, but the instant they received Lin Feng's permission, they immediately shed all their ethereal aura and revealed the most primal and pure ferocious instincts of apex predators.

Two flashes of silver light appeared, and they landed on the yak king's corpse, their sharp claws digging deep into the remains to stabilize their position.

They ignored the ordinary adult snow yaks and charged directly at the most energetic yak king.

The enormous, obsidian-like beak transformed into the most efficient and precise slaughtering tool, easily tearing open the yak king's thick, blanket-like fur, which even ordinary swords could not cut through.

They didn't even touch the messy internal organs, but instead, with their keen sense of energy, they precisely found the most essential and abundant flesh and blood and heart.

"Sizzle!"

With a single swift bite, Zhui Feng tore a large chunk of still-warm, bright red flesh from the yak king's chest.

It raised its proud head, and with a flick of its throat, swallowed the enormous flesh whole.

Bright red blood dripped from the corner of its beak, splattering onto the few icy, shimmering feathers on its chest. Far from ruining its sacred beauty, it added a chilling, wild, and powerfully violent beauty.

The Moon Chaser is relatively more "refined." It uses its sharp claws to firmly hold down the corpse, and with a deft flick of its beak, it tears off pieces of the most concentrated muscle and tendons, which it then carefully devours.

But it was not slow at all; every time it lowered or raised its head, a large chunk of flesh disappeared behind its graceful neck.

As they eat, a satisfied, low, muffled gurgling sound emanates from deep within their throats, like suppressed thunder, and their pale blue eyes gleam with an almost greedy excitement.

This scene is full of primal, breathtaking vitality, enough to terrify even the most timid person.

They are not only mythical beasts soaring through the sky, but also ferocious beasts that feed on flesh and blood and stand at the top of the food chain.

Lin Feng was already used to this, and even smiled with satisfaction.

A powerful creature should have a powerful appetite and an undisguised ferocity. A true towering tree cannot grow in a greenhouse.

He turned and walked toward another snow yak carcass with relatively intact fur, and took out a specially made, heavier skinning axe and an extremely sharp boning knife from behind his back.

White Jade and Wangcai were already waiting nearby.

The white jade lay quietly on the ground, and the huge crates were ready to be used.

Wangcai kept the wolves at bay, letting them nibble on scraps of meat a little further away so they wouldn't disturb Lin Feng's work. Wangcai, on the other hand, followed closely behind Lin Feng, acting as his most loyal protector.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and began the arduous and meticulous work.

His movements were skillful and efficient, without the slightest waste, as if he were not processing prey, but sculpting a work of art.

He first used a skinning axe to make precise incisions along the joints of the yak's limbs and the midline of its abdomen. Then, he grabbed the edges of the fur with both hands, his muscles tensed, and with a sudden burst of strength, he peeled off the entire, almost fat-free yak skin as if he were lifting a huge carpet.

This enormous fur is thick, supple, and dazzlingly white. With just a little processing, it could become a priceless, top-quality blanket that could withstand extreme cold.

Next, he switched to a boning knife, its blade flashing, and following the muscle fibers, he cut large chunks of marbled beef, with its alternating layers of fat and lean meat resembling the patterns of top-grade marble.

Each piece weighs dozens of kilograms and exudes an enticing aroma of meat with a hint of milkiness in the cold air.

He casually tossed the large chunks of meat he had cut behind him, shouting, "Catch!"

The piece of meat traced a perfect parabola in the air before being accurately tossed into the large cargo basket on the back of the white jade.

The chunks of meat fell with a dull thud, and soon one of the baskets was filled to the brim, pressing heavily on the back of the white jade.

The whole scene was busy yet orderly, bloody yet filled with the joy of a successful harvest.

The ruler of the sky is enjoying a feast, while the king of the earth is toiling away.

The mingling of blood and meat created a bountiful scene in this cold and desolate world, a picture brimming with primal vitality.

Lin Feng straightened up, wiped the sweat from his brow with his arm, and looked at the mountain of spoils before him, feeling an unprecedented sense of fulfillment. Just as he was about to deal with the second snow yak, a sudden change occurred!

Wangcai, who had been warily gnawing on a piece of meat he had thrown away, suddenly stopped chewing at his feet.

Its movements froze for a moment, and it didn't even notice the piece of meat in its mouth falling to the snow with a "plop".

Its sensitive ears suddenly perked up, spinning like two highly sophisticated radars, capturing every unusual sound in the air.

Its mouth was slightly open, and its nostrils flared rapidly at an extremely high frequency, analyzing the scents carried on the wind.

The next second, all the fur on its body stood on end with a "whoosh," and a very low, suppressed "woof" sound, full of warning and hostility, came from deep in its throat.

Lin Feng's heart sank, and he gripped the boning knife tightly in his hand instantly.

He knows Wangcai too well!

This is definitely not a reaction to discovering an ordinary wild animal!

Rather, it is an extreme tension and hatred that one exhibits when faced with a huge, unknown, and extremely dangerous threat!

The Wind Chaser and Moon Chaser, who were enjoying their meal, sensed the sudden freeze in the atmosphere. They immediately stopped eating, flapped their wings, and soared into the air, dozens of meters high. Their sharp, ice-blue eyes, like two high-powered searchlights, vigilantly scanned every inch of the distant land.

"Chirp!" The Moon Chaser in the sky suddenly let out a sharp, urgent chirp, full of warning.

Lin Feng looked in the direction of Zhu Yue's warning and saw a rugged, rocky beach on the flank of the battlefield.

Because of the distance, he could only vaguely see that there seemed to be some unusual activity on the gray-black rocky beach, with many blurry black shadows moving quickly.

"There are quite a few." Lin Feng frowned. Anyone who could elicit such a warning from Zhu Yue was no benevolent person.

He immediately tucked the boning knife back into his waistband, flipped over and mounted the more agile and nimble White Moonlight that had been following beside him, while White Jade followed closely behind, guarding the already full load of spoils.

"Wangcai, stay alert, let's go check it out!"

"Awooo!" Wangcai let out a low growl, and the pack of horned wolves quickly dispersed at its command, forming a loose crescent-shaped attack formation. Like shadows blending into the snow, they silently approached the rocky beach.

Lin Feng, riding the White Moonlight, rapidly approached under the aerial cover of Chasing the Wind and Chasing the Moon.

As the distance rapidly closed, the full appearance of these dark figures gradually became clear.

When Lin Feng finally saw what these things looked like, even someone as used to seeing strange beasts and whose nerves were already as tough as iron couldn't help but feel a strong sense of physical discomfort and disgust.

It was a creature slightly larger than the spotted hyena on Earth, but its appearance was thousands of times more ferocious and bizarre.

Their bodies are covered with dirty, dark brown, short, stiff hair that looks like it's congealed with countless drops of blood. Where the hair is sparse, large patches of grayish skin covered with pustules and ugly scars are exposed.

Their heads were enormous, disproportionately large to their bodies, and their tiny, blood-red eyes gleamed with undisguised greed, madness, and cruelty.

What's most disgusting are their enormous mouths, which stretch almost to their ears, filled with jagged, sharp yellow teeth that look like countless broken daggers.

As they run and bite, foul-smelling, sticky saliva drips from the corners of their mouths, while a chilling, gurgling laugh constantly emanates from their throats.

Their backs are arched high, as if they are carrying a deformed tumor, and their limbs are relatively short, but they are exceptionally fast and agile when they run.

Their claws are large and sharp, carving deep marks into the frozen ground and rocks. Most bizarrely, their tails resemble blood-red tentacles that have been skinned alive and are covered with writhing flesh, flailing wildly behind them, with dark green slime dripping from the ends from time to time, emitting a strong stench.

"What the hell is this thing?!" Lin Feng cursed inwardly.

He had fought on this planet for a long time and had never seen such an ugly, filthy and malevolent creature.

They give the impression of being monsters created by forcibly combining corpses that have rotted for thousands of years with endless malice.

"Corpse Laughing Hyena"

Lin Feng instantly labeled this creature in his mind. Their chilling laughter and the strong stench of decay emanating from them, which could be smelled even from a distance, reminded him of this name.

At this moment, about thirty Corpse Laughing Hyenas were gathered on that rocky beach, frantically tearing at the remains of a strange beast.

Judging from the blood, flesh, and scattered fur at their feet, it was a rather large beast that had died here for some unknown reason and had now been almost completely devoured by them.