"Mo Ya? You're still alive, huh?" Jue Kong's voice resounded.
"My Lord, I've been waiting for you." The man, Mo Ya, trembled uncontrollably out of joy.
"That's good. Tell me, why did you suddenly contact me? Did you hear any news about me?" Jue Kong asked.
Mo Ya shook his head. "No, My Lord. Earlier, I met a strange young man with the power of life. His power reminds me of you."
"Young man?… is he this person?" A black light flashed and went straight to Mo Ya's head.
Yun Lintian's image appeared in Mo Ya's mind, and he hurriedly replied. "Yes, My Lord. It's him."
"How could he leave the Western Continent unnoticed?… Heh, those trashes are surely unreliable." Jue Kong snorted coldly. "Where is he now?"
"He's about to reach the Southern Continent, My Lord." Mo Ya answered.
"Southern Continent… Do you have people there?" Jue Kong asked.
"What do you want to do with him, My Lord?" Mo Ya asked cautiously.
