Before her words had faded.
Her expression gradually froze.
The souls of countless Soul Engineer Corps guards left their bodies, but unlike three years ago, they were not swept up and devoured by the black mist to become soul marks under her control. Instead, they chatted leisurely among themselves in wonder, as though this were some novel adventure.
"What's going on?!!" Her face was blank with confusion.
"That's why I said our cult doesn't take trash..." Xu Cheng grinned, then his expression gradually cooled.
"Playing Evil Soul Master tricks in front of me is a little laughable."
"You're... from the Holy Spirit Cult?!!" The Wooden Puppet Master suddenly seized on the crucial point and looked at them in terror.
Even among Evil Soul Masters, there were disparities.
And the Holy Spirit Cult undoubtedly stood at the pinnacle.
Most unaffiliated Evil Soul Masters could not even glimpse the dust left in the wake of the Holy Spirit Cult's wickedness. Besides, there was no concept of friendship among Evil Soul Masters. Their infighting was even fiercer than that of the righteous factions... She looked around. Zhang Peng, Wu Yun, and the others were all watching her mockingly.
The corner of her mouth twitched violently.
It was like brandishing a saber at Guan Yu's doorstep.
"Ah, let's end this..."
Xu Cheng clapped his hands.
With a rumble, a Gray Gate slowly appeared behind him, before everyone's eyes.
"This is..." The cold darkness and aura of death emanating from the gate made even the Wooden Puppet Master tremble. "Such a pure undead aura. You... just who are you in the Holy Spirit Cult?"
"Xu Cheng, Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult."
He grinned.
Then the gray gate slowly opened.
Countless iron chains seemed to come alive, radiating a cold, dark, devouring aura as