Ding Moluo's soul was utterly destroyed.
As for the mountain of flesh he had left behind in reality, it melted into a huge pool of thick, pitch-black slurry.
Then, smiling, Ye Chen opened his mouth and directly sucked all the enormous slurry before him into it.
Although the black slurry was as voluminous as a stream, the depths of Ye Chen's throat were like a black hole, swallowing the victim's remaining body clean in a single gulp.
Once the meal swiftly came to an end, Ye Chen let out a satisfied moan.
"Ah! That feels good! A powerful, despairing soul truly is exquisite!"
Ye Chen exclaimed loudly, his expression brimming with satisfaction.
Then, he raised an arm and bent it slightly.
Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
The bundles of muscle along Ye Chen's arm instantly swelled and burst apart. Then, thousands upon thousands of slender black tentacles proliferated from them, coiling around his arm and growing wildly outward until his arm became a gigantic tentacle as large as a building.
With a satisfied expression, Ye Chen shook this brand-new limb, then casually swung it in every direction, reducing the surrounding trees and boulders to rubble in the blink of an eye.
"Ha ha! Good! Very good! As expected of Netherworld's foremost servant—its nourishing effects really are ferocious!"
After making this satisfied assessment, Ye Chen retracted and compressed the enormous tentacle, rapidly restoring it to a normal human arm.
(Although my original body was indestructible, the power I could unleash was ultimately limited. At most, I could only slaughter freely within the Fifth Nightmare realm.)
(But now that I have this fellow's soul as nourishment...)
(From here on, whether it be an Apex Hunter or a Prime Knight, I fear neither!)
*(Other than Angrinonde, the Holy Light itself, no one in