"I never expected to convert another fifty percent of his internal power in just ten days." Sensing the vast, surging true qi within him, Pang Ji spoke with deep feeling.
He had thought he would need at least another month to make all of Kui Yong's remaining internal power his own.
Yet now he had received an enormous surprise.
Pang Ji was gradually growing accustomed to this change.
He knew that at the beginning, he had still been somewhat unpracticed in using this cultivation method.
Now, however, he could handle it as easily as driving a familiar road.
At first, the true qi within Kui Yong had been far too immense, far stronger than his own.
Being the weaker one, he had struggled somewhat to devour and convert a stronger man's true qi.
But as his strength continued to rise, the gap between them steadily narrowed.
Now his internal power completely surpassed what remained within Kui Yong, reversing their positions.
At this point, his devouring was naturally several times as effective as it had been at the start.
"At this rate, I can finish everything within three days-no, two days." Pang Ji let out a long breath.
Unrivaled beneath heaven?
What an enthralling prospect that was.
"Kui Yong, and all you old things from ten thousand years ago, I must thank you this time. You've made my ambitions grow even greater," Pang Ji said coldly.
Originally, he had merely wanted to compete with Huo Lian and take control of the Demon Hall along the way.
He had never expected the old monsters from ten thousand years ago to emerge one after another at this time.
Kui Yong's formidable strength, in particular, had shocked him beyond measure.
Huo Lian had spurred him on, and when faced with the severely injured Kui