You Are Not the Soul Devourer

"Hua Lidian, are you fucking sick? Why are you still betting?" Ren Dongmeng could not help cursing aloud. Then she fixed her gaze on the Steel Bone Flying Vulture and asked, "Where exactly did this Soul-Reversal Realm demon beast come from?"

"What's it got to do with us? Even if it appeared out of thin air, it's none of the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce's business."

Hua Lidian's voice was somewhat hoarse. He was so excited that he had started swearing.

A sharp gleam flashed wildly in his eyes. Though the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce had rules forbidding them from interfering in any conflict, damn it, this was thrilling.

Sikong Jing had disguised himself as Soul Devourer to assassinate Mo Ci!

Hua Lidian had recognized him. The instant Mo Ci appeared earlier, the thought had occurred to him, and now he was one hundred percent certain!

That was why he wanted to make a bet with the arrogant Ren Dongmeng.

Crack, crack...

Just as the two from the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce spoke completely at cross-purposes, just as the people around them had been slammed to the ground, just as the surrounding buildings collapsed entirely, a layer of white frost suddenly formed over the ground.

Then, the Steel Bone Flying Vulture's demonic power seemed to freeze. The Steel Bone Flying Vulture, still charging madly forward, began to freeze as well.

The next instant, it was suddenly flung backward. Its demonic power erupted again, violently shattering the frost around its body.

The Steel Bone Flying Vulture spoke in a cold voice like clashing steel. "Master, Mo Ci is actually at the second level of the Soul-Reversal Realm. Your intelligence was wrong."

Sikong Jing, standing atop the ruins, shuddered faintly from head to toe, cold light flickering in his eyes.