Lin Feng looks at the fire of soul around him. They are flashing like fireflies. Chuke suddenly gave out a big drink, and then blue tendons appeared on his pale left hand. Those originally quiet soul fires were shaken in a moment, dragging their long tails one after another, drawing a light line in the space and heading for Chuke.

chuck held his left wrist tightly, and soul was drawn in by his pale left hand. With the gathering of souls, the skin of his left hand became gray gradually, and the phalanges extended a little bit. The whole hand seemed to be covered with a layer of thick and...