"Hello, Nether Yao. Should I call you Nether God now, or Nether Yao?"
Jiang Liu looked at Nether Yao before him and spoke indifferently.
Nether Yao froze for a moment before immediately reacting. Frowning, she asked, "Was it you who captured Ming Ji just now?"
Of course, she knew that the person who had captured Ming Ji was Jiang Liu.
She had asked that question only to mislead Jiang Liu.
She did not want Jiang Liu to know that she had already cast the Soul-Seizing Secret Art on Ming Ji.
That way, Jiang Liu would be on guard against her.
Unfortunately, Jiang Liu had already guessed it from Ming Ji's reaction.
After all, Jiang Liu himself often used mental power to control people.
Not to mention that Ming Ji had cooperated willingly.
Ming Ji's reaction just now had clearly been one of a puppet reporting to its master—he had already been controlled.
To be honest, Nether Yao did not really want to confront Jiang Liu directly either.
After all, wasn't it obvious what had happened to the Nether God after confronting Jiang Liu?
Still, she knew that clashing with Jiang Liu was inevitable sooner or later.
Since they were going to fight, it would benefit her to learn Jiang Liu's strength and martial techniques sooner rather than later.
Besides, she also wanted to use the pressure of fighting Jiang Liu to see whether she could break through into the Third-Order Saint Realm.
There was another secret thought in her mind: this was right in front of the Source of the Netherworld.
With the astonishingly dense Dark Primal Qi currently pouring out of the Source of the Netherworld,
she believed this place would be her battlefield.
Jiang Liu nodded. "That's right! I'm taking Han Yue away now. You don't have a