Simultaneously, a semi-transparent wisp of spiritual light flew from her forehead, traveled along Hu Qi's finger, and entered his body.
In an instant, the trembling girl went still. Her eyes flew wide open as she fell backward onto the ground with a dull thud.
Though her outward appearance was unchanged, she was already dead.
It was like a puppet with its strings cut.
Hu Qi furrowed his brow, sensing the changes in his body.
After devouring this power, the Qi Blood True Strength within him remained unchanged.
It hadn't increased in the slightest.
The only change was that his mind felt a little clearer.
It felt like finally getting a good night's sleep after pulling several all-nighters in a row.
Beyond that sensation, a series of images flickered through his mind like a revolving lantern.
