750 Pursuit of Death (13)

Zhao Feng’s Yuan Qi was indeed slightly depleted and not at its peak, but that was on purpose. He wanted to follow the Emperor of Death closely and not give the latter any time to recover.

Seeing that the Tentacles of Death were still wrapped around the other two Kings, Zhao Feng said no more and immediately started attacking.

“Gaze… of… the… God… Eye!”

A surge of purple-colored eye-bloodline power appeared from Zhao Feng’s left eye and formed a world of purple that pulled in the souls of others.

“You actually…!” the expression of the Emperor of Death changed dramatically as the crown on his head released a profound undulation.

The Void God Realm Kings in front of the Emperor of Death, as well as the other experts of the two-star sect, felt their souls go cold, and they were unable to breathe. It was as if their souls were being pulled away, and the closer they were to the Emperor of Death, the more obvious this effect was.