Looking over, Yuan Yi's pupils shrank. Li Shaoyun's right foot had disappeared, and there was nothing under his ankle.
"He, he devoured part of my soul power ..."
Li Shaoyun had to bear with the pain of his soul being torn apart. Other than that, the loss of energy was secondary. This small part of the wedding would not affect him too much.
Devouring soul power? Tang Yuanwu stopped looking down on him and looked at Xu Qian in the distance with some fear.
Were they from Dao sect or witchcraft cult ... Yuan Yi, on the other hand, was frowning. The other party's actions had exceeded his expectations. Other than Liu Yun, the three of them were all rank-4.
The primordial spirit was powerful, but to devour the soul power of others was not something a martial artist could do.
In other words, although Xu Qian's primordial spirit was not as good as theirs, he might be able to devour them.
"It's just a small amount of soul power. It shouldn't affect you."
