The End of the World: At the beginning, I seized the SSS-level superpower

Zhao Yin's words caused everyone to stare wide-eyed in disbelief.

Even Zhu Ba was stunned, as if he had forgotten to breathe...

Even Zhao Yin himself was still filled with shock every time he saw the terrifying vitality of the Soft Bone Clan.

This race is not weak, but too strong... to the point that even their flesh and blood have become treasures.

"Master, are you going to refine medicine? To use them as the main ingredients to refine a healing potion?" Zhu Ba asked, coming back to his senses.

Zhao Yin nodded and asked Tang Tang to explain the matter of the ancient undead race to Zhu Baye again.

Zhu Ba revealed an expression of "I knew it," and then took out a golden dagger from his spatial bracelet.

It's a demigod-level piece of equipment, which Zhu Ba crafted himself some time ago.

puff!

Zhu Ba suddenly raised his dagger and chopped off his left index finger.

The severed finger fell to the ground, and Zhu Ba's old pig face immediately showed pain.

"Zhu Ba!" Zhao Yin was immediately startled.

Before Zhao Yin could step forward, Zhu Ba waved his hand, sweat beading on his forehead, and said, "Master, let me take a look...and take another look...!"

He strode towards an SS-rank soft-boned creature, swung his dagger, and severed the creature's arm in one strike.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Ba grasped the severed hand and began to gnaw on it...

Crunch, crunch, their mouths were covered in bright red blood from eating.

Zhao Yin felt a chill run down his spine. He never expected that this composed elder from another race would be so crazy in his pursuit of medicine.

Zhu Ba crunched and swallowed the bone, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at his injured left hand.

There, a faint glow of blood rose, and the wound slowly healed.

However, the envisioned limb regeneration did not occur.

"really!"

Zhu Ba frowned and nodded.

Zhao Yin then asked, "What did you discover?"

Zhu Ba bowed solemnly to Zhao Yin and said in a deep voice.

"Master, although the flesh and blood of this race have healing properties, their life level is too weak. If we want to refine a healing potion that matches your current life level, we're afraid we can't do it directly!"

"It won't work?" Zhao Yin was immediately disappointed.

Without suitable healing potions for his current level, Zhao Yin didn't even dare to send the beast horde and core members into battle.

Even he himself, every time he was injured, required consuming a large amount of divine-level flesh and blood to absorb life force in order to slowly recover...

If the god-level flesh and blood consumed to heal the injuries had been used for evolution, the current defensive power would probably have already exceeded 80 million points! [Defense data has been corrected, thanks to the experts for the reminder]

"Master, don't panic!"

Seeing his master's disappointment, Zhu Ba spoke again, "Let this old servant take another look!"

After saying that, he took out a stove and a non-stick pan, put in the corpse crystal, and then walked towards the SS-level soft-boned race again.

Zhu Ba grabbed him by the neck, threw him into the non-stick pan, and turned on the flame.

The terrifyingly high temperature around the furnace suddenly rose rapidly along with the black flames.

The SS-rank soft-boned beast screamed in agony as Zhu Ba swung his fist, smashing its skull...

The pot suddenly fell silent...

At that moment, the girls' gazes towards Zhu Ba changed, now filled with fear.

When the old man was concocting medicine, it was as if he became a completely different person; it was too violent and bloody.

At this moment, the SS-level soft-boned race member in the pot activated his passive talent, Crazy Healing, and a thick layer of bloody light enveloped his neck.

Zhu Ba simply took out his dagger again and chopped it into pieces, then kept adjusting the temperature...

As a magic-refining rule rose from Zhu Ba's palm, the SS-level soft-boned race's body did not cook as expected, but slowly turned into liquid.

Its color was bright red, and soon it resembled a pool of blood, churning in the pot.

Zhu Ba straightened up and traced patterns in the air with his hands. One after another, the rules of alchemy formed intricate runes, which, like real objects, fell into the non-stick pan.

Soon, the pool of blood was divided into several parts as if by several large hands.

Each one is a different color.

One of them was still bright red, condensing the blood energy of an SS-level soft-boned race member. After being refined, the level of the blood energy seemed to have been forcibly raised several levels, giving people the feeling of coming from a demigod!

A bright red color tinged with dark gold, it was the condensed divine soul power of an SS-level Soft Bone Clan member.

Bound by the runes, the power of the soul did not dissipate, but the level did not increase either!

A light green substance, embodying the extraordinary abilities and vitality of an SS-level Soft Bone Clan member, after refinement, is only the size of a peanut, yet its aura has reached the demigod level.

The last batch, after refining, was only the size of a sesame seed, and jet black in color…

At this moment, Zhu Ba's eyes were fixed intently on the black substance the size of a sesame seed.

At this moment, Zhao Yin couldn't even tell whether that black spot belonged to extraordinary matter or extraordinary energy!

In his excitement, Zhu Ba raised his hand and grabbed, and the black substance immediately landed on the wound of his severed finger on his left hand.

The next moment, as the black substance disappeared, a thick burst of blood light spread from the wound on Zhu Ba's severed finger.

A section of stark white bone slowly grew from the flesh, and after a moment, it was restored to its original state...

Hope immediately rekindled in Zhao Yin's eyes.

Although Zhu Ba's divine essence was damaged, his physique was still at the SSS level. To regenerate his severed finger, at least one SSS-level healing potion would be needed!

The black substance he just extracted was from the body of an SS-level cartilaginous race member!

Zhu Ba's face also lit up with joy: "Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Master! There is hope for the treatment!"

"What exactly was that black substance just now?" Zhao Yin became happy and moved out a single sofa and coffee table, setting out drinks.

Zhao Yin helped Zhu Ba sit down and personally filled his wine cup.

"Master, that is the mysterious substance in the bloodline of the Bone Clan!"

Zhu Ba's eyes also revealed shock: "This substance is extremely powerful... Theoretically speaking, as long as there is a sufficient quantity, even a level 5 god-level being can instantly regenerate severed limbs and even repair injuries to the soul!"

"This is the first time I've ever seen such a miraculous object; it surpasses any healing medicine I've ever encountered before!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yin's heart skipped a beat; a god-level being's severed limbs instantly regenerated?

Can it also repair damage to the soul?

I've never heard of such a treatment before!

But Zhao Yin was still uneasy and asked, "Senior Zhu Ba has never seen him either, so how can you be so sure?"

Zhu Ba was taken aback. Clearly, his master was worried that his skills were not enough to forge such a divine object!

"Master, rest assured, this divine object is extremely powerful. Even with alchemy talent, mixing it into ordinary healing potions will achieve the same effect!"

"My only concern is whether you, Master, can capture more live members of the Soft Bone Clan!"

“Master, as long as they are of the Soft Bone Clan, they will all be fine. Their bodies contain this substance. The only problem is that the higher the life level, the more mysterious substance can be extracted.”