"Argh!" Yue Zhengyu howled with agony as he fell to one knee. He had lost count of how many times he'd been overwhelmed by the oncoming destructive aura.

He possessed holy power, which naturally repulsed destructive aura, and as a result, he experienced the most pain out of anyone when approaching the fragment of destruction.

Stand up! I have to stand up! I can't let Xiaoyan... 

Yue Zhengyu gritted his teeth tightly and struggled to his feet while panting heavily. The agony he was experiencing made him cry out once again, but his eyes were as determined as ever.

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Tang Wulin sat onto the ground and slowly absorbed the destructive aura in the air. He had already lost count of how many days had passed. In this process of constant extreme agony, he had no spare mental capacity to notice passing days. He could only do his best to continue onward.

The rich life force energy on the demonic island was the best form of sustenance...