SHEW!

The lightning once again flew out of Mo Qinglei and back to the old man, as if it had its own awareness.

After Mo Qinglei recovered from the agony, not the slightest vigor could be seen in his eyes anymore.

Nie Tian examined him with rapt attention, and discovered that there wasn’t a single shred of lightning power left inside his spiritual sea.

That streak of lightning had merely stayed within him for a few seconds, yet it seemed to have drained him of all his lightning power.

Mo Qinglei’s bloodstained face looked rather sinister, horror and fear filling his wide eyes.

He stared at the old man from afar as he suddenly seemed to remember something, his body trembling unceasingly.

The great changes ended within seconds. Chai Longge and Chai Fengwu had focused all of their attention on the Fortune Well that had started spewing rich soul power, and completely missed what the old man had just done.

Even at this moment, the brother-sister pair were still staring at that Fortune Well with excitement written all over their faces.

Chai Fengwu was just about to collect soul strands from that Fortune Well as she noticed that cultivators,...