Pain surged like a raging tide, engulfing Yue Xipo in an instant, his throat gripped in a merciless vise.
His face twisted and contorted with unbearable pain, like a hideous fiend.
Yue Xipo's eyes bulged, bloodshot, and his mouth gaped wide as he let out one hair-raising howl after another.
Everyone present trembled with fear, their scalps tingling.
And black Qi gradually spread across his face, as though a pall of gloom had shrouded it.
Already gravely wounded, he now had Qing Chen's demonic voice pouring into his ears.
Like the sinister voice of a celestial demon, it wormed into his Sea of Consciousness, strand by strand, relentlessly battering his mind.
Clearly, Yue Xipo had now lost his defenses against his Heart Demon. His Dao heart teetered on the brink of collapse, showing every sign of cultivation deviation.
Seeing this, Qing Chen continued activating the White Bone Demon Mara Banner's Soul-Seizing and Spirit-Snatching Divine Ability without hesitation.
The White Bone Demon Mara Banner trembled slightly, releasing a chilling, uncanny Mara aura that instantly enveloped Yue Xipo.
By now, Yue Xipo had lost most of his ability to resist.
Without much effort, Qing Chen dragged his Divine Soul back into that chaotic, dark demonic domain.
Yue Xipo felt as though he stood in an unending inferno, surrounded by limitless darkness and suffering.
His Divine Soul suffered torment within it, and with his mental defenses lost, his Dao heart shattered.
He seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, unable to extricate himself.
To think that Yue Xipo, a mighty expert at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, had ordinarily cut such an imposing figure and enjoyed such renown.
Now, however, Qing Chen toyed with him in the palm of his hand like an ant.
The ruthlessness of his methods