"Brother, new here?" A telekinetic voice mocked, "Since you know of the Blood Soul Emperor, how come you don't know your own situation?"
"We are all slaves captured by the Blood Soul Emperor, working for him is the only way we can survive. If the Blood Soul Emperor dies, can we still live?"
"I'm curious, how did you get in here?"
A group of spiritual telekinesis surrounded Julius Reed, none of them showing any goodwill.
"That's right, confess honestly, or we'll make you vanish into thin air right now!"
"Understand?"
These souls were vicious, threatening loudly.
Not even knowing the fate of the Blood Soul Emperor, yet came in here?
Isn't this nonsense?
"I was staying somewhere else previously, then suddenly ended up here."
Julius Reed chuckled, feigning ignorance, "To be honest, I'm under the Nine Nether True Lord."
"The Nine Nether True Lord? The guy who controls the souls of the Nine Provinces? How's he now, alive or dead?"
