Gradually, Wang Zheng's straight spine began to bend, and his body surface was covered with a layer of fine red down, which grew longer and longer under the nourishment of the rosy glow, and kept drifting with the fluctuations of spiritual energy.
Then his fingers began to lengthen, his feet began to widen, and then sharp, slender claws grew out.
Wang Zheng's joints creaked and groaned, his limbs grew thicker, and his two hind legs even developed into reverse joint structures.
Then his mouth began to lengthen, and sharp fangs grew out.
At the same time, the cheeks began to slowly extend forward, gradually transforming into a beast's face.
Between his eyebrows and eyes grew a long, smooth, jade-like horn, which was growing longer and emanating a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine.
Finally, with a muffled "plop," his tailbone pierced his skin, and his five slender tails unfurled, quickly covered in crimson fur, and began to sway in the wind.
As Wang Zheng's transformation into a beastman gradually came to a complete end, the blood-red cocoon on the ground began to slowly dissipate, revealing Wang Zheng inside, who had completely transformed into a beastman.
Just as Wang Zheng landed, a sudden gale arose, and countless streams of spiritual energy began to surge.
A thick, crimson color, like fresh blood, instantly spread out, just like the seven-colored domain previously unleashed by the Poisonous Python King.
Within this area enveloped in crimson, it was as if everything had been stained with blood.
Then countless red mists rose up all around, along with the spiritual energy floating in the air, all of which squeezed into Wang Zheng's body.
The speed was so fast that it even created a vortex of spiritual energy around him.
With the blessing of this spiritual energy, Wang Zheng's body grew larger and larger, expanding from the size of an adult to tens of meters in an instant.
As his size continued to grow, the range of his domain also expanded, and even the Poisonous Python King, which had already run far away, sensed the movement behind him.
Upon seeing the swirling, blood-like spiritual energy behind him, the Poisonous Python King's expression immediately changed drastically, and he then used all his strength to flee.
Looking at Wang Zheng, who was still standing in the same spot, he stood quietly, silent. Within a radius of a hundred miles, all that could be seen was a sea of red.
Then, it seemed to have reached some kind of limit; the ever-growing body gradually stopped expanding, and the crimson domain also stopped expanding.
At this moment, Wang Zheng, or rather Wang Zheng, seemed to still be complaining about the lack of spiritual energy, and a trace of disdain clearly flashed across his ferocious beast face.
Then, in a flash, he suddenly started running and chased after the direction where the Poisonous Python King had disappeared.
With each step it took, crimson clouds condensed beneath its feet, steadily supporting its body.
The forward running strides were full of power and beauty, and the speed increased, eventually becoming like lightning, leaving only a blurry afterimage in place.
Then Wang Zheng ran faster and faster, and his domain also sped up to chase after the Poisonous Python King.
Wang Zheng was fully conscious at this moment. His vision was no longer filled with blood red. When he opened his eyes, he saw the space he had previously visualized during meditation, and above his head was his own black hole-like storage space.
Both he and the ferocious beast, who were meditating under the black hole, had vanished.
At this moment, he had no way to control his body.
With his eyes closed, he could see the scenery rushing past him based on the gaze of the constantly pursuing divine beast, but when he opened his eyes, he was strangely back in this inner vision space.
Moreover, he had also lost control of the storage space. He could do nothing but watch as he ran through the wilderness.
Of course, he could also see the spiritual energy value continuing to plummet in the data panel.
Wang Zheng could sense that something was wrong with him. Although he couldn't move, he could guess what was going on by observing the scenery rushing past him and the frequency of his running.
Wang Zheng couldn't help but give a bitter laugh, and muttered:
'So, after fully manifesting, they want to seize my body? Then, will other people who successfully manifest also be possessed by the heavenly generals in the end?'
But just as Wang Zheng had this thought, he suddenly felt a tearing pain in his brain.
He then collapsed to the ground, feeling as if every nerve in his body was stretched taut, as if it might snap at any moment.
The pain felt like someone was playing the nerves in his head like strings on a musical instrument, making him desperately want to be free immediately.
In the midst of this intense stimulation, Wang Zheng seemed to hear a young man let out a disdainful snort, followed by an even more arrogant sneer.
Then, the pain in his body gradually subsided.
Fortunately, the pain came and went quickly. Soon, Wang Zheng's body began to tremble, but it was much better than the previous pain that felt like his brain was boiling.
"call--"
Wang Zheng let out a long sigh of relief, finally calming down.
'Looks like I was overthinking it; that big shot wouldn't even consider my physical body.'
Then Wang Zheng looked helplessly at his rapidly decreasing spiritual energy limit on his data panel and sighed in resignation.
Looking at the boss's imposing and domineering appearance, how come he can't even catch up with a heavily injured venomous python king? If he keeps running like this, all the wealth he has painstakingly accumulated will be squandered.
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