This time, Yang Zhen really was startled, far more than when the damned cat told him he wasn't human.
He had really messed up this time. Not himself, but the demon in front of him, clearly on the platform yet invisible to him, had messed up.
An evil creature he'd never seen, never even heard of, kept saying it had been waiting for him here, that he was finally here, that it had something to give him. It sounded as if it wanted to trust him with the universe, letting him play with it as he pleased.
The key point was that it seemed that this evil entity looked down on him!
Damn it!
Yang Zhen cursed, looking dumbfounded at his surroundings as he asked, in a tone of endless irritation, "Who are you? Do we know each other?"
This time, Yang Zhen used his Spirit Soul power. The thunderous sound filled the entire platform. The horrific sound waves should make it impossible for the evil entity not to hear him, as long as it retained any shred of sanity.
