章節 432: Black Coffin!

Blood poured out of the man from the Sacred Heart sect's abdomen, as if someone was draining his blood in a silent frenzy. He watched helplessly as the blood flowed toward Qin Huai. 

The terrifying murderous intent on his body mingled with astonishing power, condensing into an expanding black dragon phantom. The burly man even felt his life force being siphoned off by Qin Huai, who was like a blood-sucking demon at the moment. As time passed, he was destined to become weaker and weaker in this space.

Puff! 

Taking a step forward, the burly man spat out a mouthful of black blood. He looked down at his hands, which had turned a dark, purplish-black. His fatigue clouded his mind. 

"What kind of cultivation technique is this? Why does it feel like you're stealing everything from me?!" The man looked terrified. He had never seen anyone like this in the Sacred Heart sect. Moreover, the speed at which his energy was being drained was shocking.