Centipede

However, after just a while, he saw a pitch-black head blocking the cave. It was the head of a centipede. It was lying there with its eyes glaring at him.
“It’s already dead!”
Long Chen had already taken a couple of steps back when he found that while the centipede was still emitting an alarming aura, its spiritual fluctuations had vanished. It was also a corpse.
He carefully jumped onto its head. This giant centipede’s body was hollow. It was just a husk.
Originally, he had still possessed some hope, but when he opened its head, he felt disappointed. Its poison sack had been taken, while its crystal core was ruined as well. It was like something had sucked it dry.
Although it was said that a twelfth rank Magical Beasts’ body was comparable to a divine item, that would only be true while their divine runes were intact. With their crystal core withered, those divine runes would fade away. This corpse was also worthless.
Although its teeth and outer shell might possess some value, Long Chen didn’t care too much about that. It was possible to refine it into some weapons or armor, but their power would be lower than that of divine items. Hence, he tossed it into the primal chaos space’s black soil.
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