"Ah!"
Captured by The Immortal Lord, even someone as powerful as Du Canglang couldn't help but let out a mournful scream. He could feel it, The Immortal Lord's hand seemed to have a suction force, continuously drawing the power from within him. No matter how Du Canglang tried to muster his strength to resist, he couldn't stop the drain of his Inner Strength. In just a moment, Du Canglang's left arm noticeably shriveled.
Ye Qing watched all this from the side, and seeing Du Canglang's left arm shrivel like that, his face changed immediately. He never expected The Immortal Lord's power to be so terrifying. If this continued, wouldn't Du Canglang be drained into a husk by The Immortal Lord?
"The Immortal Lord, I have no grievances with you, why do you treat me like this!" Du Canglang cried out in anguish, unable to escape The Immortal Lord's grasp no matter how he struggled.
