The Soul Force within his body sped up increasingly, his meridians rapidly expanded, accompanied by the continuous compression of Soul Force. Ye Chenfeng, bathed in blood, felt as if his body was about to burst apart. The rampaging Soul Force within him abruptly surged forth. At the same time, a sweet taste filled his throat, and a large mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out from Ye Chenfeng's mouth.
Yan Tianjue, the closest to Ye Chenfeng, keenly sensed the changes in Ye Chenfeng, which gave him an inexplicably dreadful premonition. With a tap of his toes, his figure swiftly swooped towards Ye Chenfeng, shouting, "Ye Chenfeng, don't even think about pulling any tricks, watch as I shatter each and every one of your bones."
Right at this moment, the blood-soaked Ye Chenfeng brought together the index and middle fingers of his right hand, bellowing madly from his throat, "Yan Tianjue, taste my fusion of Soul Techniques!"
