The words of Lang Ying made Kosa feel confused. What father was breaking through? Wasn't your old man right in front of you?

Couldn't you see such a handsome and dashing father?!

"This bear child is just talking nonsense!"

He was puzzled, but there was no time to ask more questions, because his wife, Kexiya, was in critical condition.

"Kexiya..."

Kosa approached, looking at the wounds all over her body, blood flowing non-stop. All four legs were chopped off, and blood was surging from her chest. It was clear that she couldn't be saved. Kosa felt grief and pain in his heart.

Kexiya said weakly, "Wolf cub... I'll leave him to you. You must take good care of him... I was injured by the White-Robed Holy Master, and it may have affected the fetus, causing problems with the wolf cub's brain. He likes to talk nonsense."

"It's a congenital condition, and it may never be cured in the future. It's my fault..."

Her eyes were full of self-blame, and tears fell like rain, blaming everything on herself.

"No, it's not your fault. You are a qualified wife, you are a great mother! I blame that hateful temple. I, Kosa, swear that I will avenge you and the wolf cub!"

Kosa said, his eyes red, tears welling up, gritting his teeth.

He finally understood why the child had just said such nonsense. It turned out that the fetus had been affected, and there was a problem with his brain.

He couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness. His wife was about to die, and his child had developed such a problem.

Why did God punish me like this?

Granting me a royal seed child, but taking away my wife's life, and leaving the child with an incurable brain disorder.

"Howl—"

He howled to the sky in grief and indignation.

Turning his head to look at Lang Ying standing beside him, his eyes filled with tears, he said, "Child, come over quickly and kowtow to your mother, so she can have a good journey."

Lang Ying moved his feet, squatted down, and his white-sen eyes stared at Kexiya, watching her covered in blood but still looking at him with deep affection and love. A trace of waves appeared in his cold eyes.

"She won't die!" Lang Ying said, his tone serious.

Kosa's face turned sad when he heard this. The child's brain disorder was very serious. His wife was holding on with her last breath, and she was about to die, yet he was still talking such nonsense.

"Child, be good, come over and kowtow to your mother, there won't be another chance." He choked with sobs.

Lang Ying walked over, squatted down, his white-sen eyes staring at Kexiya. Kexiya met his gaze, her eyes full of love and reluctance.

"My wolf cub..."

She murmured, her voice becoming weaker and weaker, she was about to die.

Lang Ying's voice was hoarse, "My great father gave me a new life, and you protected me and gave me life, so, I will return you a life!"

A flash of evil black light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he bit Kexiya's neck.

Fangs and sharp teeth went deep into the flesh, and blood dripped from the corners of his mouth.

"What are you doing?! Let go of your mother!"

Kosa was furious, he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

The surrounding wolves also stirred.

But Kexiya still had a look of love in her eyes, letting Lang Ying bite her neck, feeling her life fading away quickly, her vision blurred, she knew she was going to die.

But at this moment, a bizarre scene happened.

The bitten part of her neck was scorching hot, as if something was being injected into her body, and a strange and evil energy spread out.

Her pupils, which were about to lose their luster, dilated, and faint black lines appeared on her eyeballs. The blood vessels around her body became thicker, her bones crackled, and her whole body twisted like a twisted hemp rope.

Lang Ying let go and stepped back, a look of anticipation appearing in his eyes.

"The first generation werewolf progenitor has been born..."

Kosa looked at the scene in front of him in shock, anger, and confusion. He could clearly feel Kexiya's vitality becoming stronger, and he also saw her wounds beginning to heal, and her severed claws growing back.

Such a bizarre scene was comparable to taking the legendary human-shaped elixir. Kosa opened his wolf mouth in shock.

The surrounding wolves also all gathered around, curiously looking at the scene in front of them.

Finally.

Kexiya's body stopped twisting, and she slowly stood up, but in a posture with her two hind legs on the ground, standing upright. Her whole body exuded a cold and evil aura, her eyes were hollow and dead, not like a living thing, but she curiously looked around from side to side.

"Kexiya!"

Kosa shouted, she looked over, a trace of light appearing in her cold eyes, "Kosa—!"

Her voice was cold, but it made Kosa pleasantly surprised and excited. He pounced over, hugged her head, and raised his wolf mouth, sticking out his tongue, about to give her a deep kiss.

Kexiya suddenly slapped out with a claw.

"Boom~"

This was a huge force far beyond Kosa's imagination, and it sent Kosa flying out, falling hundreds of meters away, and knocking down several large trees along the way.

Kosa staggered back, spitting blood, his eyes full of shock and incomprehension.

Kexiya didn't have such strength before, what's going on.

Lang Ying spoke, "The former her is already dead, the current her only has one name, and that is, werewolf, the mutated werewolf progenitor!"

Kosa shook his head, "No, if she's dead, why can she call out my name?"

Lang Ying was silent, and after a moment he said, "This question is a bit profound, it's beyond my understanding, I have to ask my father to know the answer."

"If you insist on me explaining, then, I only have one answer."

He looked at Kexiya, his white-sen eyes coldly and gloomily said, "The former her is indeed dead, but maybe not completely dead..."

Kosa was stunned, what kind of answer is that.

But as long as Kexiya was alive, even if her condition was a bit strange, he was already satisfied.

"By the way, child, my wolf cub, how do you have such abilities, one bite and people mutate, becoming some kind of... werewolf?!" Kosa asked curiously.

Lang Ying's face showed a hint of pride and arrogance, and said, "That is the talent bestowed upon me by my great father!"

"Anyone who has been bitten by me can become a werewolf!"

"And my mother, Kexiya, was originally a she-wolf, she is now the first generation werewolf progenitor."

Kosa heard him say "my great father" again and again, and felt uncomfortable in his heart. He carefully recalled the days of Kexiya's heat, only he went to sow seeds every night, very diligently, never slacking off.

He was sure that no one else had entered.

Excluding the possibility of a green hat, Kosa breathed a sigh of relief, but the child's problem still made him very worried.

"This child's brain disorder is very serious!" Kosa said sadly in his heart, "As for being able to turn into a werewolf by biting people, it should be his unique talent as a royal seed."

Every royal seed, and even king seed, can be so famous in the Great Wilderness because their innate abilities are incredibly terrifying.

"Yes, that must be the case."

Kosa figured it out himself, a smile appearing in his eyes, "No matter what, your mother is not dead, our family should be together, that's the greatest happiness!"

Lang Ying looked at him, licked his lips and said, "A family together? Do you really think so?"

Kosa glared and said, "Of course!"

"Then let me bite you too, let's join hands to fight for my father's conquest of the continent, devouring living things!" Lang Ying grinned, and suddenly pounced on Kosa.

Kosa's eyes flashed, he didn't see clearly at all, his neck had already been bitten.

He bared his teeth in pain, and evil energy spread throughout his body from his neck. After a moment, black lines appeared in his pupils, his bones crackled, and his whole body exuded a sinister and terrifying aura, full of evil.

Like a hellish wolf.

The wounds on his body were healing, and the severed claws grew back again, but the posture with four claws on the ground was very uncomfortable, he stood up, this was the walking posture of a werewolf.

A powerful force far surpassing before surged in his body, making him extremely excited, and he couldn't help but howl like a wolf.

"Hahaha, wolf cub, good bite, can you bite me a few more times?!" Kosa laughed excitedly, stretching out his neck to let him bite a few more times.

Lang Ying ignored him, and suddenly turned and pounced on the surrounding wolves.

In an instant, blood filled the air, and miserable howls rose and fell. Only a hundred wolves were left behind, turned into werewolves, and the other wolves were bitten to death and devoured on the spot.

"I need nourishment!"

Lang Ying tore at the flesh and devoured it, dripping with blood.

Kosa took a closer look and found that the corpses of these clansmen who had been bitten to death had maggots wriggling in their flesh and blood. He couldn't help but change his expression and said angrily, "Black-Robed High Priest, this dog bastard blood sacrificed my clansmen!"

The flesh and blood were festering with maggots. These clansmen had already died and turned into walking corpses controlled by the Black-Robed High Priest.

Kosa felt extremely grief-stricken, looked at Lang Ying who was eating meat, walked over, and ate with him, tears in his eyes.

Next to him, Kexiya was also devouring wolf corpses.

Soon after, the forest was filled with a bloody smell, and bones were scattered everywhere.

Lang Ying raised his head, blood stains on his lips and fur, and looked at the distant wilderness, where lightning and thunder flashed, a terrifying aura surged, and faint roars of terrible beasts were heard, shaking Xichuan Town.

"Follow me to meet Father, he is your master!" Lang Ying said, taking the lead.

The wolves followed.

......

West District of Xichuan Town, outside the Niu Niu Le Farm.

In the weedy area.

A hundred-meter-long giant python was coiled, its front body standing up high, roaring with three ferocious heads, blood-red snake scales flashing with metallic cold light, like a prehistoric beast roaring at the sky.

This was a terrifying scene.

Dark clouds rolled in the void overhead, lightning and thunder flashed, and lightning constantly struck the snake scales, bringing up trails of lightning and fire, and a terrifying aura surged.

This was Zhang Ji breaking through to an ancient beast, his scarlet vertical pupils full of solemnity and seriousness, and a hint of incomprehension and doubt.

"Will there be a thunder tribulation when advancing to an ancient beast?"

"What are these things on my body?"

Zhang Ji turned his head to look at his snake body, and there were actually dense iron chain-like lines appearing on it, like shackles on his flesh.

This scene was beyond Zhang Ji's expectations.

He didn't expect that there would be such things on his body, hidden deep in his flesh and blood. When he was advancing to an ancient beast today, they suddenly appeared, fully suppressing him, imprisoning him, and not allowing him to break through.

He forcibly added points, consuming evolution points to break through, which resulted in attracting a thunder tribulation. Lightning struck down continuously, Zhang Ji desperately resisted, roared angrily, the snake scales were being destroyed by the lightning, and the flesh and blood also emitted a burnt smell.

In the distance, in the forest.

The Black-Robed High Priest had been lurking and observing for a long time, his face full of shock and disbelief.

"This planet is an abandoned ancient star, all living beings are born with shackles on their flesh and blood, the stronger the foundation, the stronger the shackles."

"Just how strong is the foundation of this king cobra, it has so many shackles on its flesh."

"Too terrifying!"

He had seen living beings on other abandoned ancient stars go against the heavens and forcibly break through, wanting to break the shackles and advance to an ancient beast. Although they all failed and died under the thunder tribulation, those living beings only had one or two shackles on their flesh.

Individual king seeds with unique talents, and even monstrous royal seeds, would only have five or six shackles, but no one had ever exceeded ten.

But right now, this king cobra had too many shackles on its body. At a glance, there were more than ten thousand, densely packed and countless, rooted in the depths of its flesh and blood, and even its divine soul was shackled.

"Its potential is too terrifying, the accumulated foundation is unimaginably deep. It's ridiculous that the Black Wolf Tribe thinks it's a royal seed, this is definitely an Emperor seed!"

"If the bigwigs of the Great Wilderness know about this, someone will definitely be willing to come and catch it back to refine medicine!"

"However, it won't survive today. With such shackles, it's impossible to break through!"

An sinister sneer appeared on the Black-Robed High Priest's face, and he licked his lips, "Later, when you die under the thunder tribulation, I will use your flesh and blood to sacrifice to my little darlings!"

His eye sockets trembled, and maggots rolled out of his eye sockets.

These were his little darlings.