Zuo Feng gripped the rope tightly with one hand, shock and disbelief etched on his face as he looked at his chest. After the small beast burrowed into his embrace, the once dormant and peculiar protrusion unexpectedly transformed.
Familiar strands of energy, as if squeezed out, diffused around. Unlike before, some of this energy dispersed into the air. The misty white energy lingered like fog around Zuo Feng's chest, leaving him at a loss as he stared blankly at everything unfolding.
The small beast poked its tiny head out from Zuo Feng's embrace, its eyes filled with greed and desire as it fixated on the misty energy. Suddenly, it opened its little mouth and fiercely inhaled the energy.
This palm-sized creature, with just a gentle suck, managed to absorb most of the energy. Zuo Feng stared in shock at the little creature, as it only needed two gulps to completely absorb all the energy in the air, and it seemed to want more.
