At that moment, endless black mist surged around Ye Feng's body, and he vanished from the spot.
"Feng'er!" An Miaohan cried out instantly.
But it was completely useless.
The Heavenly Demon Patriarch had abducted Ye Feng.
An Miaohan's beautiful eyes were filled with worry and anger.
Yet, given her strength, she could do nothing to stop it.
"Feng'er!"
An Miaohan fell to her knees, crying out.
Inside a grand hall.
Within this hall lay an incomparably massive blood pool.
Bubbles of white steam rose from the blood pool.
The steam came from the boiling blood within the pool.
A young man was lying inside the blood pool.
At this moment, the youth was pale-faced with purplish lips, his entire body emanating rolling waves of deathly aura, and his vital signs extremely weak.
This youth was none other than Ye Feng, who had been captured by the Heavenly Demon Patriarch and was about to have his Divine-Demon Physique seized.
Ye Feng's eyes were tightly shut, his expression one of extreme agony.
His heart and head had both suffered devastating blows.
His internal organs had sustained severe trauma; if not for his Divine-Demon Physique, he would certainly have died already!
At this moment, his body trembled incessantly.
Ye Feng felt as though he was about to die!
His vitality was draining away at a frantic pace.
Not only his physical body, but his soul and even his Divine Soul—he could feel that death was imminent! His consciousness was slowly growing blurry, as if he were about to sink int…
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