Qiu'er and the others in the room did not respond immediately when they saw the Soul Master's reaction. Instead, they waited for her to calm down.
After all, with their strength, dealing with this Soul Master posed no problem.
The Soul Master lowered her head and leafed through the documents in her hands, her emotions rising and falling as she read.
When she finished reading all the documents, she seemed frozen in place, as though pondering something, or struggling with something.
Finally, she raised her head, opened her eyes, and looked at Qiu'er and the others opposite her. "How certain are you?"
Qiu'er and the others did not answer immediately. Instead, they looked into her eyes.
Her eyes were no longer as bright and clear as when she had first arrived in the Undead Demiplane. Instead, a layer of purple was gradually covering them.
Although their original appearance was still visible, as time passed, they were destined to become nothing but a deep purple.
Only when they looked into her eyes now did Qiu'er and the others realize why she had been seeking death all along, even if this was only their guess.
After sorting out her thoughts a little, Qiu'er said, "If you mean dealing with those Demons Monarchs on the Demon Plane, I can give you a definite answer: one hundred percent..."
Before Qiu'er could finish, the woman interrupted upon hearing that much. "In that case, what do you need me to do?"
Everyone present was somewhat surprised that she had agreed so quickly. Then Yue Ye, standing to one side, said, "Open a passage to the Demon Plane and let us through."
At that, the woman gave an inexplicable smile. "Although I already guessed what you wanted to do from these documents, actually hearing those words from