Blood Devour Magic Beast, Tear Reverse Soul

At once, a terrifying sight came into Lian Kegu and Mo Sang's view.

The demonic power seemingly lingering in the air all around them suddenly swept fiercely toward Sikong Jing.

The demonic beasts that had been fleeing came to a halt, then let out miserable howls.

The surging demonic power on their bodies flowed backward toward Sikong Jing, carrying them along as it was swept in his direction.

It was as though strands of thread woven from demonic power had seized them and dragged them back with brutal force.

More and more terrified howls rang out. Mo Sang and Lian Kegu were dumbstruck with fright as tens of thousands of demonic beasts were almost all frozen in place and pulled back.

The next instant, they saw countless streams of demonic power converge and bore fiercely into Sikong Jing's mouth.

Within his spiritual platform's sea of consciousness came the voices of the beasts: "Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, you promised Madam that you wouldn't absorb it!"

The last time he had fallen into demonhood, Flying Cloud Colorful Butterfly had asked Su Yuexi to tell Sikong Jing that he could not devour any power.

And at that time, even while in demonhood, Sikong Jing had managed to do so.

Yet now, he was going to devour power again. He would not be able to recover from this—it would cause him to fall completely into the demonic realm.

"My sister cannot wait. I don't know how much longer she can live, so I must tear apart Lian Kegu and the Worry-Forget Sect's Grand Elder. I need power right now." Sikong Jing's hoarse voice echoed through the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Prison, firm as nails driven into iron.

The power throughout his body surged continuously as he devoured demonic power from every direction.

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