For a moment, Wang Mingyang's vital essence surged wildly into Ye Lin's body. Whether it was his bloodline or anything else, all of it was absorbed.
Meanwhile, Wang Mingyang's aura rapidly withered as the power throughout his body was swiftly devoured by Ye Lin.
"Stop! Stop right now! Stop!"
Wang Mingyang roared in terror. If this continued, he would die—he really would die.
But how could Ye Lin possibly grant his wish? He did not even bother to acknowledge him, merely continuing to absorb everything on his own, showing not the slightest sign of stopping.
"No... no... no!"
Not a drop of immortal power remained in Wang Mingyang's body. His once enormous form rapidly shriveled, and as Ye Lin increased his strength, in mere moments, the massive body was reduced to nothing but a skeleton.
"You are doomed! Doomed! Once we enter the Star River Cosmos, my companions will avenge me! You are doomed!"
Wang Mingyang glared at Ye Lin with resentment. In the end, he closed his eyes, and the aura around his body completely dispersed at that moment.
A peak True Immortal, a top genius, had died just like that at Ye Lin's hands.
Ye Lin did not care in the slightest about Wang Mingyang's death. The only thing he cared about now was the Great Sun Divine Flame.
That incomparably domineering technique was extracting the Great Sun Divine Flame divine ability from Wang Mingyang's bloodline.
However, the process was exceedingly long, and the chance of success was minuscule.
After Wang Mingyang died, the pillar of lightning confining him also dissipated into heaven and earth.
The man was already dead, so there was no need to divide his attention to maintain the lightning pillar.
Just like that, the enormous skeleton slowly fell from the skies and crashed heavily