Feng Xu looked terrified, as though his experiences as a Soul Slave that year still left him trembling with lingering fear.
"The Nine Bone Nether Venerable often needs to devour living flesh, but he disdains ordinary Soul Slaves, so he selects the finest offerings from among the Nether Guards and Evil Generals."
"After devouring them, he simply promotes ordinary Soul Slaves to fill the vacancies. As long as their number remains at one hundred and eight, that is enough."
"Even so, the Evil Generals and Nether Guards remain utterly loyal to the Nine Bone Nether Venerable, without a trace of disloyalty."
Mo Qing said bitterly, "It was precisely because those powerful cultivators had no backbone that the Nine Netherworlds Continent fell so easily!"
Lin Mo pondered for a moment, then said with a faint smile, "Regardless, since the Nine Bone Nether Venerable has made his move, I have to meet it."
"Still, facing two Evil Generals at the Spirit Transformation Middle Stage at once would put some pressure on me."
"So, I hope you two seniors will lend me a hand. What do you say?"
Feng Xu and Mo Qing answered without hesitation, "Of course!"
"If you hadn't rescued us, Fellow Daoist Lin, we could never have broken free of the Evil Soul Seal's shackles and regained our freedom."
"Nor could we have successfully broken through to the Spirit Transformation Realm. Before long, our vitality would have faded, and we would have died miserable deaths."
"Besides, you came from the Divine Land, yet you're willing to risk your life fighting the Evil Spirits for our Nine Netherworlds Continent."
"Whatever you need us to do, Fellow Daoist Lin, just say the word. We would brave ten thousand deaths without hesitation!"
"Good. Then you have my thanks, seniors."
Lin Mo smiled slightly