"Lord Yellow!"
Hearing that deep voice, one he had heard countless times before but which had recently vanished without a trace, ring out again, Xiao Chen froze at first. Then his voice trembled, and his eyes nearly welled up.
Qiongqi's voice was weak.
Clearly,
it was in poor condition.
Its soul power was unsteady.
It had not recovered much Demon Essence.
Yet,
seeing him suffer such humiliation
and about to miss the Azure Cloud Path,
Qiongqi had still forcibly awakened to stand up for him, give him confidence, and let him act without restraint.
Such kindness
was as weighty as mountains,
as vast as rivers and seas.
He could never repay it in this lifetime!
"Ancestor Qiong? Ancestor Qiong has awakened? Wonderful, now we're set! Master, Lao Six requests battle. Today, no matter what, we must let these Spirit Realm ants know who is the heavens here!"
Lao Six was overjoyed. In an instant, the knot in his heart vanished, and his fighting spirit soared to the skies.
The thieves were powerful?
What a joke!
Who was Ancestor Qiong?
One of the Nine Primordial Fiends!
Since it had spoken up over this matter,
what was there to fear from the mere Spirit Realm?
As a War Slave,
Lao Six's mind was linked with Xiao Chen's.
When Qiongqi had whispered just now,
he had sensed it as well.
Learning that Qiongqi had emerged from seclusion
to uphold justice for Xiao Chen,
he was ecstatic.
He immediately sprang to life,
rolled up his sleeves,
and planned to accompany Xiao Chen
in raising a great storm.
"Kid Chen, a true man should swallow mountains and rivers with his spirit and hold the stars and moon in his grasp. Don't drown in a thousand sorrows and shed tears from emotion!"
Qiongqi laughed and scolded