Ye Xishui's Fall and Long Xiaoyao's Suicide (Twelve Thousand Words)

"Impossible. How did you do that?" Zhong Liwu could hardly believe his eyes. He looked up at Qin Ze and demanded in utter shock and fury.

Qin Ze said calmly, "Exactly as you saw. Not only this group on the ground, even the Evil Soul Masters beneath the manor have all been turned back into normal soul masters by me."

At those words, Zhong Liwu's pupils trembled violently.

Did that not mean they had been turned into commanders without soldiers?

As for the Holy Spirit Cult members who had been changed back into normal soul masters, they all looked at one another. Those who had joined the Holy Spirit Cult not long ago abruptly had certain thoughts stir in their hearts, while those loyal to the Holy Spirit Cult glared furiously at Qin Ze. Some also began looking left and right.

For a time, these thousand-odd Evil Soul Masters all felt a vague, inexplicable change in their hearts to some degree.

Zhong Liwu's face was as cold and dark as wind blowing out of an abyss, but even so, he still did not take the initiative to attack. After all, Di Tian was stationed among the enemy ranks, and that point was far too difficult to deal with.

Di Tian was an existence capable of fighting two by himself.

"Call them out. It's time I settled the final account," Di Tian said, a fierce menace flashing through his dark golden eyes as he stared straight at Zhong Liwu.

"Di Tian, aren't you afraid that we'll go ravage the Star Dou Great Forest in the future?" Zhong Liwu said in a deep voice.

"Ravage?" Di Tian seemed to have heard something amusing. He said indifferently, "If you want to go ravage it, you'll need to be alive to do so. The