In the blink of an eye, Nangong Ming was completely suppressed, unable to move. He couldn't get up no matter how he struggled, pinned firmly under Yi Tianyun's foot in utter humiliation.
"Get off me!"
Nangong Ming roared, and raging Netherworld Fire erupted from his body, sweeping toward Yi Tianyun. But it was pointless. Yi Tianyun swiftly absorbed it all, leaving not a single trace behind.
The Netherworld Fire was completely useless against him; it only converted into a massive amount of experience points that surged into his body. This was the very opportunity he had been waiting for. He could absorb the Netherworld Fire and Nangong Ming's Spiritual Power at the same time—killing two birds with one stone.
However, the Netherworld Fire gave him very little Skill Level, only a few hundred points at a time. That was the drawback of such a low-grade power; it didn't give him much.
