Ma Hongjun with a Mouth but No Tongue

"I told you, this was your reward!"

"Could it be that you're dissatisfied with this reward?"

A mocking curve lifted at Ye Muyun's lips as she asked with an amused expression.

"You've gone too far! How could you strike so viciously?!"

Xiao Wu trembled with rage, pointing at Ye Muyun as she demanded angrily.

"Rabbit, even if you hide in a corner and say nothing, I still know you're there!"

The corner of Ye Muyun's eye swept toward Xiao Wu. A sinister smile suddenly bloomed across her face before she fixed Ma Hongjun with a direct stare. "Now, it's time to give you your reward."

"You're just an ordinary person hiding your face and sneaking around. You injured Boss Dai with a surprise attack—do you really think you can soar to the heavens now?"

Ma Hongjun glared furiously, the evil fire in his chest nearly bursting forth.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

In an instant, blazing red light surged out of his body like molten lava.

The short hair on his head crazily gathered toward the center, eventually forming a mohawk, with faint sparks flickering amid the strands.

Crimson feathers sprouted wildly from his exposed arms like shoots after rain.

Two soul rings radiating a gentle yellow glow slowly rose from beneath his feet, circling endlessly around his body.

"What is this thing? A scruffy rooster that breathes fire? It sure looks impressive."

A teasing smile curled across Ye Muyun's lips, and the mockery in her tone practically overflowed.

"I'll make you pay!"

Ma Hongjun was thoroughly enraged. He roared like a beast that had lost control, "first spirit skill: Phoenix Fire..."

Just as his first soul ring flashed wildly and flames were about to erupt from his throat—

Ye Muyun moved!

Her figure was like black lightning tearing through the night.