"Heh heh, you do have some insight," Master Zeng laughed wildly, "Do you think that the Soul Summoning Banner is my trump card? That really underestimates me. This Ghost King is my real ace up the sleeve."
"Little girl, it's not just you, even if a few more people with your abilities come at me, I wouldn't be afraid. However, it is a bit of a pity. I was just about to refine a Corpse King, but someone had to interfere and ruin it."
Hearing the words "Corpse King," Zhong Nianyao suddenly looked up, her eyes flashing coldly as she looked at Master Zeng, "So, Ling Chao's incident was your doing? You are that so-called Purple Mist True Man?"
She remembered Ling Chao's incident. If it wasn't for her timely intervention along with Lu Yichen, Ling Chao might really have been refined into a living corpse. Such things were very rare, and without a doubt, the Master Zeng before her was the Master Zixiao who had once deceived the Ling Family.
"It was you—"
