Ye Lin then directly activated the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art and placed his hand on the corpse's forehead. Instantly, a terrifying suction force erupted, and the corpse's blood qi and vital essence surged toward Ye Lin at an alarming speed.
Fragments of memories also continuously battered Ye Lin's mind.
Yet the moment these memory fragments entered Ye Lin's mind, his divine soul mercilessly shattered them, melting them down for Ye Lin to absorb in full.
The more people he devoured, the more he knew—his understanding of cultivation, as well as various cultivation arts, would grow.
It had to be said that the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art was utterly monstrous.
Nangong Yanran noticed the movement on Ye Lin's side. She merely watched him in the distance, without making the slightest move, and there was not a trace of fear in her eyes.
A few minutes later, the once full-fleshed corpse had visibly become a dried husk. At this moment, Ye Lin's aura churned around him. Seeing this, Ye Lin immediately calmed his breath and focused his mind, continuously regulating his aura.
He condensed and condensed his spiritual energy further, while the aura around Ye Lin steadily grew stronger.
Inside his body, waves of incomparably violent spiritual energy raced through his meridians. Three lights shone from his body.
Golden light, blood-red light, crimson light.
Ye Lin's face was also enveloped by these three lights. His left eye was gold, his right eye blood-red, and a flame burned at the center of his brow, making him look exceptionally wicked and enchanting.
These three lights represented three different powers: the Unrivaled Sacred Body, Phoenix Fire, and the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art.
Such a phenomenon would only appear when a cultivation art or physique had reached the absolute pinnacle. Any one of these things, taken out alone, could