"The Saint Court... the Cat People Clan... the Catastrophe Demon Emperor..."
Qin Jun froze in place. Could it be because he fused with Ji Yongsheng's spine, that he saw Ji Yongsheng's memories?
Only that could explain it.
He subconsciously looked down at his body and found himself clad in heavy armor, his physique several sizes more muscular than before—obviously not his own body.
Was this Ji Yongsheng's body?
Qin Jun couldn't help but turn to the black-clad girl beside him and ask with a puzzled face, "Are you Black Butterfly?"
"Black Butterfly? That's a nice name, pretty. I'll be called Black Butterfly from now on, hee hee."
The black-clad girl was stunned for a moment, then giggled, making the corner of Qin Jun's mouth twitch.
Was that old witch this cute when she was young?
As Qin Jun was getting lost in his thoughts, the Catastrophe Demon Emperor launched an attack with a countless number of Cat People Clan warriors.
