Whoosh!
The paper turned to ashes.
Mysteriously, a profound energy descended all around.
It was indescribable.
Like a majestic righteous energy filling the heavens and the earth, or the ethereal essence from the nine heavens above.
Jiang Fan suddenly felt something intangible draining from within him.
His pale skin started to yellow, his jet-black hair became dull and withered then turned white, his vision began to blur.
Hearing, smell, and touch all weakened at a visible speed.
Then, the Nascent Soul Power, Void Flow Fire Force, Thunder Power in his body, and the power of his Physique all started to decline.
Bi Luo exclaimed, "Fan, stop immediately!"
In mere breaths, Jiang Fan transformed from a nineteen-year-old handsome youth into an elderly man with white hair and wrinkled skin.
And he continued to weaken rapidly.
Before the Giant King could devour him, he would age into a pile of rotten flesh.
