The Heavenly Might

Qin Yu instantly woke up. His divine sense became a hundred times clearer. Yan Ruoxue came over and murmured.

"Since you like to absorb my soul so much, you should properly feel the power of this soul."

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Qin Yu, on the ground, suddenly let out a miserable howl so intense that his vocal cords could not withstand it and snapped instantly.

He let out a hoarse roar. His throat shattered, and numerous streams of blood gushed out from his throat.

His body began to convulse violently, and the violent convulsions even broke his bones.

This kind of pain was beyond what a human could endure. Under the control of Nightmare, Qin Yu's soul could feel this pain a hundred times more but would not faint.

"Why don't we kill him?"

Gu Baiyi's eyes were red. She turned her head and dared not look at Qin Yu's miserable state.

The hands of the remaining two were also trembling.