Ye Ling roared, his face twisted as he looked at the goat-bearded man's palm striking his chest, the blood and flesh blurred to a frightful extent.
The goat-bearded man had completely lost his power to fight, his Spiritual Power fully depleted by the Moonfall Nine Heavens, and now, in this moment, his last remaining bit of Spiritual Power was also exhausted.
Ye Ling's palm suddenly clenched, grabbing the goat-bearded man's head, and then, a terrifying devouring force erupted like Chang Feng breaking the waves, creating a monstrous surge.
"No! No! Let go of me, let go quickly, save me!"
The goat-bearded man suddenly felt the Spiritual Power within his body disappearing crazily, Ye Ling's palm seemed to be a bottomless pit.
The goat-bearded man's flesh and even his blood boiled at that moment, as if the water was being brought to a rolling boil.
"No!"
