At the moment the little brat turned into a streak of light, several rays of golden light spread throughout the Boundary Stele space.
Along with the golden light spreading, countless cries of agony resounded, filling the entire Boundary Stele space with the smell of burning.
The cries sounded like countless voices intertwined, male and female, old and young, as if they were experiencing the most terrifying pain in time, issuing fearsome howls that made people shudder.
Within the Boundary Stele, the Seven Demon Kings were startled by this terrifying sound.
"How terrifying! What on earth is this little guy, actually devouring the Crying Abyss Spirit!"
As the head of the Seven Demon Kings, Qing Yi was well-informed.
He knew it was the result of the little brat using some divine skill.
"Just what kind of divine skill is this, so powerful that even the body of the Crying Abyss Spirit is continuously being dragged into the Boundary Stele and devoured?"
