Ye Ling couldn't help but let out a painful groan, but he still clenched his teeth and persisted, veins throbbing on his forehead.
Drops of blood fell to the ground, as Ye Ling bit down on his teeth even harder, the veins on his forehead throbbing visibly, and his eyes bulging out, looking particularly terrifying!
Ye Ling's left hand was clenched into a fist, with veins standing out prominently on it.
His right palm, on the other hand, was tightly pressed against the Saint's bone, both of his hands smeared with endless blood, and that blood was black!
"Fuse for me!"
Ye Ling roared in a low voice, and then his hands suddenly exerted force, the golden light on the Saint bone flared up dramatically.
That terrifying swallowing power surged toward Ye Ling's body instantaneously, intending to completely devour him.