An unknown amount of time passed...
The crowd outside the battlefield witnessed the passing of numerous days and nights. The time changed from dawn to dusk and from dusk to dawn again as the two remained completely still in the sky with their eyes tightly shut. They were using all their might to swallow the other person's soul!
"Qianbei Ye, you're destined to lose to me!"
Cang Ming's lips curled into a cruel smile as his cold and arrogant face lifted with a determination for victory. He had not opened his eyes but he could sense that Qianbei Ye would not be able to hold on for very much longer.
Qianbei Ye has indeed grown very pale. Sweat dripped from his forehead and his tightly shut eyes displayed a sense of agony.
Suddenly, he felt as if a shapeless hand was reaching into his body to yank out his soul.
"Not good!"
