"Spirit Sound King," Sett said respectfully at once.
"Mm. Step back for now and let me take a good look." The elegant man possessed a beauty that, regardless of gender or race, made anyone who saw him feel it deep in their heart.
"Spirit Sound King? Why did His Highness call him here?" Ying Aozhe was somewhat puzzled upon seeing the beautiful man appear.
As one of the Giant Axe Arena's higher-ups, Spirit Sound King was exceptionally skilled in soul techniques. In particular, he had enslaved quite a few foreign races through soul enslavement.
"Just watch," the beautiful man said.
Then, a beam of light abruptly shot into Fallen Heaven's head. A moment later, the light returned to Spirit Sound King's hand.
"So he truly was a Zerg lackey. With your strength, you were able to chase them into Zerg territory and still return safely. Then you lay dormant among us humans all these years." Spirit Sound King smiled.
"Sett, you've rendered great merit this time. I'll take him back first; someone will come afterward to handle the aftermath." Spirit Sound King had come quickly and left just as quickly.
His beautiful, captivating voice rang out from where he stood, echoing throughout the great hall.
"I only suspected him, really. After all, he had fought through countless hardships to become an Immortal. With his adventurous nature, how could he have become so dispirited?" Sett said.
"Besides, when he was on the Outer Battlefield, he accidentally barged into Zerg territory. Of the several Immortals there at the time, he was the only one to return."
"It was hard not to be suspicious..."
"His Highness has done another good deed for our human race. Even the emperor of a mid-sized universe country was a Zerg lackey. Who knows how much of a