Except for Chu Yi's few personal disciples, Fan Qingling's strength was equally formidable.

The merciless chains were like the scythe of death; any Alien Beast that touched the chains was instantly drained to a husk!

Fan Qingling slowly walked through the horde of Alien Beasts, with streams of blood rushing towards her.

As she absorbed the essence of the blood from these Alien Beasts, she showed a look of disdain and muttered to herself: