A flash of cold light appeared abruptly, piercing straight through Youye's swollen, near-bursting dantian.
This sudden strike did not cause the destructive aura within Youye's dantian to erupt. Instead, it sent it pouring away in a single torrent.
It was like a volcano on the verge of eruption suddenly being torn open along its belly. The magma and blazing flames that should have burst skyward instead spilled out through that fissure.
Youye's eyes flew wide, the mad resolve to die instantly replaced by shock and unwillingness.
Song Wen's expression likewise sank abruptly.
Though he had driven the Soul-Splitting Blade through Youye's dantian and stopped Youye from self-detonating,
the Nascent Soul within Youye's dantian had already been on the verge of shattering, his magic power frantically leaking away. Now, without the dantian's restraint, that magic power surged from the wound like floodwaters bursting through a broken dam, transforming into pure spiritual qi and returning to heaven and earth.
—Youye's lifelong cultivation was rapidly crumbling away, irreversibly!
He could not wait any longer. He had to devour Youye's cultivation as quickly as possible, or all his previous efforts would be wasted!
In the next instant, Song Wen appeared before Youye.
His right hand transformed into a withered, claw-like talon and thrust directly into the wound in Youye's abdomen, gripping his Nascent Soul.
In that instant, Youye felt the magic power within his body cease leaking away. Instead, it began surging toward the claw of "Extreme Yin."
Youye's eyes split with rage!
"Extreme Yin, don't even think of devouring this venerable one's magic power..."
Youye raised both hands, intending to strike Song Wen on either side of the head, when he felt a vast force invade his sea of consciousness, dragging his soul toward the claw embedded in his abdomen.
Youye's body immediately