A fierce wind howled across the vast, empty sky, and a raging hurricane, like a colossal beast capable of destroying everything, roamed the heavens and earth. The howling wind swept across the land, and the entire world trembled in fear under this terrifying pressure. Unbeknownst to them, the sunlight faded away, and it was unclear whether it was the sunset or even the sky itself that was fleeing.
At the very center of this storm, a somewhat ethereal figure, with a terrifyingly pale face contorted in a grotesque grimace, a cruel, bloodthirsty smile curled at the corners of its mouth, flailing its arms and frantically clawing at the surrounding void, as if it wished it could stuff all the Spiritual Strength surrounding it into its own body.
Although his face was still as pale as paper, the immense power within him made Zhao Xian even more frenzied. Especially after seeing Xiao Yan, whose face was even paler than his own, Zhao Xian felt extremely exhilarated. In his eyes, Xiao Yan was probably already a dead man.
"Hahahaha! Xiao Yan, I thought so highly of you, but you never expected that your arrogance would lead to your death!"
Seeing Xiao Yan still stubbornly struggling towards him, Zhao Xian's ferocious expression looked particularly terrifying. As he let out a savage laugh, with a thought, the already surging terrifying suction force within his body became even more frightening.
As an even more terrifying suction force surged forth from Zhao Xian's Zhao Xian, the Spiritual Strength surrounding him suddenly found an outlet, transforming into an invisible wave that, like a sudden enlightenment, rapidly flowed into Zhao Xian's body.
As these Spiritual Strength continued to pour in, Zhao Xian's aura surged rapidly. At the same time, an invisible and vast soul pressure emanated from Zhao Xian's body. Under this terrifying soul pressure, even the void around Zhao Xian was forcibly torn open with dark spatial rifts.
"Hahahaha... As expected of an alchemist, the strength of his Spiritual Strength is truly unmatched by ordinary people!"
With his eyes half-closed, Zhao Xian raised his head and slowly spoke, looking quite pleased with himself.
After absorbing Xiao Yan's Spiritual Strength, Zhao Xian's condition quickly recovered. With his body almost full of Spiritual Strength, Zhao Xian couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. Then, he slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Xiao Yan again with a sinister smile. A cruel and bloodthirsty look appeared in his pair of pale white eyes.
"Originally, the Half-Saint intended to perish together with you, but now it seems there's no need for that, hahahaha!"
His eyes greedily fixed on Xiao Yan, whose aura was growing increasingly weak, Zhao Xian's bloodthirsty smile became even more glaring. Then, Zhao Xian spoke again, grinning maliciously:
"Now, I intend to devour all your Spiritual Strength! Haha..."
The sinister laughter was like the howl of a vengeful ghost, piercing the eardrums. At the same time, the suction force within Zhao Xian's body became even more turbulent.
The void around it could not withstand the frenzied tearing force of the suction and was forcibly ripped into pieces, turning into a pitch-black, deep, Endless Void.
"Cough cough..."
After coughing violently several times, Xiao Yan Xiao Yan felt his entire body starting to lose control; every step he took caused his body to tremble uncontrollably.
Although Xiao Yan's body remained firmly in the void, the lack of Spiritual Strength within him caused Xiao Yan to unknowingly lose much of his control over various parts of his body.
At this moment, Xiao Yan is like a soul trapped in a bottle. Every move he makes causes the bottle to sway back and forth, which only makes Xiao Yan inside even more restless.
"Cough cough..."
At a certain moment, after Xiao Yan finally managed to regain his footing, his steps, which should have continued forward, came to a halt.
"Um?"
Seeing this, Zhao Xian first raised an eyebrow, then a cold smile appeared on his face, and he laughed menacingly:
"Haha, so you finally couldn't hold on any longer, Xiao Yan. It seems you're ultimately mine. Your life is mine now! Hahahaha..."
The moment the words fell, Zhao Xian's expression suddenly turned fierce. His solidified foot stomped on the void, and the surging Spiritual Strength instantly shattered the void beneath his feet. At the same time, Zhao Xian's body instantly appeared in front of Xiao Yan, his right hand transforming into a claw. He looked down at Xiao Yan's head and fiercely clawed down.
"Die!"
"Cough... you're... judging too soon..."
However, at this moment, Xiao Yan, whose face was deathly pale, managed to utter a sentence with trembling lips.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian felt a cold laugh. He couldn't believe that even at this point, Xiao Yan would still dare to utter such arrogant words.
"Laugh..."
A surge of Spiritual Strength rapidly condensed in Zhao Xian's right claw, and a terrifying pressure swept across the entire sky. Wherever the claw passed, the void collapsed instantly, and invisible energies shot out continuously in the void.
The terrifying wind pressure, like a giant knife, struck Xiao Yan's forehead first. In an instant, blood gushed from Xiao Yan's forehead as if it were free. However, because Xiao Yan's Spiritual Strength was extremely weak at the moment, Xiao Yan did not notice this most ordinary feeling at all.
The next moment, Zhao Xian's hand, enveloped in surging Spiritual Strength, was already a few inches above Xiao Yan's head.
At this moment, Xiao Yan's entire body was covered with hundreds of wounds of varying sizes, and streams of blood gushed out like springs, completely staining Xiao Yan a blood-soaked figure.
"Die! Haha, don't blame me for what happened today. It's all your fault for being too greedy!"
"Bang!"
Immediately afterward, just as Zhao Xian's hand was about to land on Xiao Yan's head, a loud bang, like a balloon bursting, suddenly resounded across the sky.
At the same time, Zhao Xian's hand, which was about to fall, froze in mid-air. The greedy and bloodthirsty intent in Zhao Xian's pair of pale white eyes vanished rapidly, replaced by a lifeless emptiness.
"This... this... how... how could this be... possible..."
As the last words, filled with extreme resentment, were uttered, a ball of pink flame rapidly surged from Zhao Xian's body before Xiao Yan. At the same time, an invisible Heavenly Flames was also mixed in with this flame. It was the combination of the two that was able to completely obliterate Zhao Xian's consciousness in such a short instant.
As the Heavenly Flames surged forth, Zhao Xian's originally solid body rapidly became illusory. A frenzied suction force also surged from Zhao Xian's abdomen once again, instantly gathering all the Spiritual Strength that Zhao Xian had just released here.
"Cough cough... Heh heh, you even dare to devour my Spiritual Strength at will, Zhao Xian, are you or me, like a moth drawn to a flame?"