Ling Xiao's Martial Soul Avatar couldn't feel the spiritual oppression, but seeing those three people collapse, he couldn't just stand there, so he followed suit and feigned falling to the ground as well.
He didn't dare to act rashly because he needed to first assess the strength of the Plague Demon King.
"Gaga gaga gaga!"
A strange sound rang out, and an eerie human face emerged from the thick green liquid.
"Little ones, since you have come, why the rush to leave? The emperor requires sacrifices for his resurrection, and you few will do just fine."
"Master, shouldn't we first check their martial talents? Haven't you always wanted a perfect host body?"
The Demon General said.
