"But within this palace, there is no other Holy Spirit that harmonizes with the Thunder Attribute as I do!"
"Very well."
Ye Hanjun nodded and, stretching out his hand, summoned a sharp, pen-like weapon into his right hand.
He gently drew it along the electric pincers dragon centipede and said indifferently and casually:
"Return to Darkness."
"Whoosh—"
The sound of rushing water broke the silence in the palace.
A stream of dark blue blood as thick as a thumb was pulled out from the body of the electric pincers dragon centipede.
Under normal circumstances, this would be impossible.
Even if a Rank S authority were used at the Sixth Rank, taking away the life energy of a Ninth Rank Supreme Saint Fetus would be like a fool's dream.
But at this moment, the electric pincers dragon centipede was suppressing its instincts, equivalent to having no defense at all.
Moreover, it was even adding to the momentum, actively offering its blood energy, assisting Ye Hanjun in the deprivation.
