"Yes," Xue Yan nodded, a trace of unease in his heart.
"The master has planned everything."
"Soul Control is usually something only divine beings can perform," Xue Yan thought to himself. "East Demon and Bei Yue probably won't guess... and the master's Soul Imprint has perfectly merged with my soul, they shouldn't be able to sense it either."
Whoosh!
Xue Yan flew into the distant majestic temple.
...
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Ming Mountain.
Numerous massive Flying Heaven Beast Kings hung in the void, nearly three hundred in number, incredibly silent, all gazing towards the distant vacuum where a figure resembled a Fire Kirin.
Myriad Scales Beast Emperor was emitting a majestic and vast aura, his cold eyes scanning each Flying Heaven Beast King.
"If we win this battle, the Myriad Scales Beast Clan can continue to thrive securely," the Myriad Scales Beast Emperor said coldly. "Therefore, I do not want any Beast King to slack off."
