Xiao Ling began devouring the power of the Duanmu clan's patriarch's soul once again. She had always been a Soul Devourer, so this was no different from devouring the patriarch's life.
The most frightening thing for the onlookers was that no matter how badly Duanmu clan's leader was being tortured, he, who was a ninth-grade Supreme martial artist, was like a rooster. Other than struggling and struggling, he did not have any strength to resist at all.
He could only allow White Night to devour his soul power and destroy his internal organs and meridians. Even his bones were trembling as he saw that his consciousness was about to collapse.
"You evil woman! Everyone, let's kill this demoness together!" When the Duanmu tribesmen in the hall saw this, how could they endure it? Each and every one of them rose to their feet in rage and surrounded and attacked Bai Ye.
