A weird phenomenon suddenly appeared in the Soul World that had already been taken over by Meng Qiu.
Whenever there were a large number of traitors on the march, an eye-catching figure would always hop into their sights.
"You these bastards! If you guys got the nerves to betray, then shall you guys got the nerves to catch me! You're all a bunch of rubbish!" Standing dauntlessly on the crest of the mountain with his legs stepping on the hard huge rock, Long Jiu pointed at the group of black armored spirit envoys who were moving halfway up the mountain. He looked a little miserable in his clothes, but there was the word "disdain" clearly written all over his face!
Every single one of those black armored spirit envoys below him was foamed with rage that even smoke began to come out from their orifices, wishing that they could drag Long Jiu down and beat his ass up!
