"Was it really that weak?"
Mo Qiyao's already twisted face contorted even further.
He squeezed the words through his teeth. "Don't hold back. Give it everything you have. The bizarre energy eroding me came from the Nightmare King Statue. It's extremely pure, and ordinary methods can't restrain it..."
"Then forgive me."
Hearing this, Chen Lin stopped holding back.
He pushed the Soul-Destroying Finger to its limit, flicking his finger repeatedly. Streaks of dark light joined into a curtain that completely enveloped Mo Qiyao.
But even so.
The black mist on Mo Qiyao's body dissipated extremely slowly.
Only when Chen Lin's soul power was nearly exhausted did it visibly thin a little. It had barely made any difference.
"No, it isn't strong enough."
Chen Lin shook his head.
He didn't dare exhaust his soul power completely. He stopped and gripped a piece of variegated crystal, rapidly replenishing his soul power.
At the same time, he explained, "I haven't broken through yet, so I'm not a true Punishment Monarch. This is all I can manage. If you feel it isn't enough, Senior, we'll have to wait until after my breakthrough."
Mo Qiyao's expression turned savage at those words. A violent aura rose from him, as though he were about to erupt.
Chen Lin jumped in alarm.
He immediately activated the Nine-Layered Armor to protect himself and pinched the Crystal Needle between his fingers, preparing to tear open space and flee.
But a moment later.
The aura surrounding Mo Qiyao dissipated.
The black mist was sealed away again as well.
After taking a little time to recover.
He said softly, "Don't worry. I can still suppress it for now. Your punishment technique wasn't entirely ineffective, either. A few more applications should still ease my condition."
"However."
Mo Qiyao pondered briefly.
Looking at Chen