Fan Wu didn't know what Xiang si was feeling. The moment his lips touched the skull, it was as if he had touched the most terrifying poison in the world.
His spiritual power, vitality, and lifespan were continuously absorbed by the skull. In the blink of an eye, a thick Yin Qi was transmitted from the skull's mouth, dyeing it gray-black.
Number Five's lips collapsed, and the grayish-black air spread from his mouth to his face. In an instant, he looked withered and aged a lot, like an old man in his 70s or 80s.
On the contrary, after the skull had absorbed enough life Qi and spiritual power, it glowed with divine light. Black Qi was coming out of its eyes, and its spirituality was compelling. It looked extremely terrifying.
harvest, " Xiang si stuttered, " harvest yang to supplement Yin? "
