At this moment, Ou Tu suddenly thought of something and slapped his forehead hard...
"Lord Ruo also instructed me through Lady Spirit Gull to personally torture that kid from the Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm to death."
"I was so happy just now that I actually forgot."
"He should be among the Feather Alliance Hall's second batch of thousand-man coward squad. Hehe, I'll go ask Li Shi for him again."
The Feather Alliance Hall's first thousand had been called the thousand trash by the Spirit Race. Now, the second batch had become the thousand cowards.
In Ou Tu's heart, he had already trampled the Feather Alliance Hall's two thousand people into less than a fart.
Yu Tang froze, her eyes widening uncontrollably.
The image of Sikong Jing fighting alone against dozens of Yang Extreme Prison Spirit Race members under Lord Ruo's command immediately flashed through her mind. She had not noticed earlier, but she had never expected Sikong Ding's son to be in Li Shi's group as well.
As the thought crossed her mind, Ou Tu looked again at the four Spirit Race geniuses he had brought with him...
"You four stay here for now and properly deal with the Feather Alliance Hall's thousand trash. Kill every last one of them, then sort their treasures carefully. These will be what I use to win people over in the Dark Demon Small World."
With that, he was already preparing to leave—to go demand Sikong Jing from Li Shi.
But the Spirit Race genius who had mocked Yu Tang and the others earlier hurried forward and asked, "Senior Brother Ou Tu, won't it be somewhat dangerous for you to face the Feather Alliance Hall's second thousand alone?"
"Ha, hahaha..."
Ou Tu laughed several times before replying, "What danger is there to worry