This seat calls someone master?
What kind of international joke is this!
I've lived tens of thousands of years, and even when I was suppressed under this Sealing Formation, I didn't frown for a second – and now I have to call someone master?
The key question is, who am I supposed to call master?
The Evil Cult froze for a moment, then quickly brought its thoughts back into focus!
No time to waste. My goal now is to quickly devour and seize Ye Fan's soul. If I keep delaying, things could get really problematic!
The Evil Cult immediately reacted, pushing Telekinesis Waves and swiftly directing its Phantom Body closer to Ye Fan's soul.
But just at the moment the Evil Cult made its move, the golden flowing light emanating from its body erupted uncontrollably, as though the weight of ten thousand pounds of Mount Tai suddenly pressed down on it.
"Presumptuous! Do not challenge your superior!"
A stern voice seemed to roar in the Evil Cult's mind, echoing an ancient fury.
