Du Ning was horrified to find that the nine golden rings behind her dimmed and fell one after another. Her cultivation level was rapidly declining, and soon she fell from the Divine Venerable Realm to the Divine Venerable Realm, and then to the Divine Realm...
"What did you do to me?"
When the fifth golden ring shattered, she finally let out a heart-wrenching scream.
"No! This is my cultivation!"
The star map spun wildly, and every time Li Lingge absorbed a bit of divine power, a blood-red lotus platform rose under his feet.
By the time all nine lotus platforms were in full bloom, Du Ning had fallen from the clouds to the mortal world, and the last bit of spiritual power was withdrawn from her trembling fingertips.
In just a few breaths, Li Lingge seized Du Ning's cultivation through the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Formation.
"How does it feel?"
He walked on the lotus platform, and every step he took caused golden ripples in the void.
He reached out and lifted Du Ning's chin, looking at his own reflection in the other's cloudy pupils.
At this moment, materialized divine power was wrapped around him, and every eyelash was dotted with starlight.
Du Ning slumped over the broken formation pattern, and the ground paved with black crystals hurt her so much.
The fairy-like skin and bones that were once invulnerable to swords and knives could now be torn by even these fragments, leaving fine blood marks on her exposed ankles.
She raised her hands tremblingly, and what she saw were no longer the slender jade fingers surrounded by divine light, but the fragile palms of a mortal.
A desperate sob escaped from her throat, sounding particularly harsh in the empty room.
At this moment, she was really panicked.
Without her cultivation, she would no longer be the powerful Palace Master of Ziyun Palace.
Not to mention controlling Li Lingge, he would be ravaged by Li Lingge at will.
"You can't do this. Give it back to me. Give me back my cultivation!"
Du Ning's voice was hoarse, unlike her own. She struggled to grab the hem of Li Lingge's clothes, and the expensive cloud-patterned brocade wrinkled between her fingers.
"Give it back to me, give me back my cultivation!"
By the end, it was a hysterical scream.
Li Lingge lowered his eyes and looked at this once arrogant woman. The nine-phoenix hairpin, which symbolized the palace master's status, was still inserted in her messy hair, but the spirit stone in the phoenix's eye had long since dimmed.
The chin that was always slightly raised now drooped weakly. Under the dusty eyelashes, the eyes that were always filled with arrogance now only had humble begging.
"It's really ugly, Palace Master Du."
Li Lingge said softly, his boot soles rolling over the luxurious shark silk gauze on her shoulders.
Amid the sound of cloth tearing, purple bruises immediately appeared on Du Ning's snow-white shoulders.
She was shaking with pain, but she couldn't even mobilize her divine power to resist. She could only squeeze out a whimper like a little animal from the depths of her throat.
"I, I'll tell you the formula, and I'll listen to you from now on!"
Between losing her cultivation and losing her freedom, she chose the latter without hesitation.
Li Lingge shook his head slightly. He put more force on his feet and could clearly feel the sound of his collarbone being unable to bear the weight under his feet.
"I gave you a chance, but it's too late now."
A glimmer of reminiscence flashed in Li Lingge's eyes, and golden divine power flowed deep in his pupils, as if reflecting a distant scene.
"Do you know?" His voice suddenly became ethereal. "In the Fuyao Secret Realm, I learned a secret technique to steal the secrets of the heavens and absorb the skills, and to transform the methods of others into my own."
Du Ning's originally distracted eyes suddenly froze, and a terrible guess exploded in her mind, making her blood seem to freeze.
"A fellow practitioner of the Ancient Moon Clan's Soul-stealing Technique?!"
Her voice was trembling so badly that even her lips were shaking.
"That's impossible. This technique has long been lost."
Li Lingge raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that Du Ning could recognize this long-lost secret method in one go. He couldn't help but re-examine this woman who had lost her cultivation.
"After all, he is the Palace Master of Ziyun Palace. He is really knowledgeable."
Du Ning was struck by lightning when he heard this, and crawled backwards using his hands and feet.
She knew too well the terrifying nature of this technique. It was not a simple matter of seizing one's cultivation base, but rather a complete fusion of yin and yang.
What's even more terrifying is that as the one being captured, all her secrets will be exposed to Li Lingge.
"No, you can't!"
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