Driven by Mo Qi's power, the Nether Soul Flame floating in mid-air suddenly changed its form.
It transformed from its lotus shape into a gaping, bloody maw, its shape matching Mo Qi's own mouth.
'Well, I'll be. Mo the kid is truly one of a kind. My kindling becomes a mouth in his hands. He's really determined to take this whole "eating" thing to the absolute limit!'
The Pig Emperor, still sporting a dog's head, panted with his long tongue hanging out, clicking it in amazement.
To shape a kindling into the image of a mouth—Mo Qi had definitely set a precedent.
"Gorging and Drinking!" he suddenly bellowed.
The Nether Soul Flame's giant mouth echoed the same words.
The sound was immense and rough, as if amplified countless times.
The passageway to the Secret Realm instantly began to tremble violently, and a buzzing rang in everyone's ears.
The speed at which it devoured the Secret Realm Soul increased by nearly a hundredfold!
