Ever since Lin Feng killed the Gengjin Tiger King and obtained the essence of his demon soul and corpse, Jieyu had been coveting it.
To him, he could supersede the peak of a demonic commander if he was given anything to eat.
As a result, he could successfully form a demon soul and promote to the level of a demon lord.
But it was a pity that Lin Feng did not fulfill his wishes even up till now.
Now that what he had coveted was finally in front of him, Jieyu was touched until he was on the verge of crying.
"It must be my performance during the battle with the Taotie that caught your attention, My Lord.
Although I did not win, you managed to recognize my hard work."
Although it was just one-third of the essence of the demon soul, Jieyu was still very happy.
Cultivating on Mount Yujing did not seem to be inferior to Mount Baiyun of the Great Void Sect.
Over these days, his abilities had indeed grown by a lot.
