Soul Hall

"What does that thing do?" Mu Chen hurriedly asked.

Di Er Meng replied, "I'm not entirely sure what it specifically does. Broadly speaking, it can allow the Amon Clan to rise to another level and become an even more powerful race.

"Our entire race is like ants. Every member's actions are for the survival, development, and growth of the whole colony!

"In other words, as long as my continued existence is more valuable to the race's development, the clan leader won't send me to my death.

"As long as you, Little Mu Mu, display enough potential for the clan leader to believe you can obtain the Evil King True Eye and are willing to give it to me, he won't touch me."

Mu Chen frowned. "But what happens after you obtain the Evil King True Eye? Once your clan leader takes it from you, you'll still be under his control."

A curve lifted at the corner of Di Er Meng's lips.

"Once you can obtain the Evil King True Eye, it means you'll already be standing at the peak of the Great Thousand World and will have the qualifications to negotiate with Amon. You can use it to trade for me, making me your possession and severing my connection with the clan leader!

"I may be somewhat special, but I'm ultimately only one member of the Amon Clan. Giving up one member in exchange for something that can advance the entire race further is not a difficult choice for him.

"Still, in a sense, this counts as my 'sacrifice,' doesn't it? By then, I'll be yours, Master Little Mu Mu, so you must treat me well!"

Mu Chen's expression stiffened awkwardly before immediately returning to normal. After pondering for two seconds, he asked, "Doesn't the Martial Ancestor know about this?