The crystal on the head of the Spirit-devouring Ant Beast was not large, only the size of a pinky fingernail, crystal clear and emanating a white light, which looked especially conspicuous against its innards brimming with yellow liquid.
Ye Feng couldn't make sense of it, so he simply extended his hand and, with a gesture, the crystal flew into his grasp. It felt soft to the touch, somewhat similar to human cartilage, and also carried a faint cool sensation.
Li Benzhong, still not forgetting to sneer, said, "I told you before, this Spirit-devouring Ant Beast is an indigenous monster of the Outer Battlefield, and who knows how many times it has been researched by those who came here before. If there were any use to it, they would have discovered it long ago, and it wouldn't be our turn now."
