"How... how is this possible?"
Wang Feng's expression changed. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning ugly. The Eight Directions Well was bound to him; if even one of the Eight Directions Demons was utterly destroyed, he would suffer some backlash as well.
Yet from beginning to end, no one had ever been able to completely annihilate one of his Eight Directions Demons. What method had Ye Lin used just now?
But Ye Lin did not stop. Relying on the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, he began harvesting them one by one. Any Eight Directions Demon that Ye Lin approached could not escape the fate of being absorbed by him.
In just a few minutes, the Eight Directions Demons had been wiped out completely. Only the Eight Directions Phantoms and the largest demon remained.
"Damn it, what is going on? What cultivation technique are you practicing?"
At this moment, Wang Feng clutched his chest, terror written across his face. He was afraid. This was the first time someone had completely broken his Eight Directions Well.
Since Ye Lin could absorb the Eight Directions Demons, that meant he could absorb the Eight Directions Phantoms as well.
If this continued, the one who would die was bound to be him.
Having devoured the Eight Directions Demons, Ye Lin's aura was now incomparably powerful. He was only one step away from the mid-stage of Tribulation Transcendence.
"A little more. Just a little more."
Looking at the Eight Directions Phantoms in the distance, Ye Lin licked his lips. Not bad, not bad. Truly not bad.
"Damn it, go! Kill him."
Wang Feng rapidly formed hand seals, directing the central demon toward Ye Lin. The demon's three eyes flashed crimson, and its body turned into an afterimage as it charged at Ye Lin.
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