As soon as Feng Ling Ghost King laid eyes on Zhang Jian, a chill grew in her gaze, and she said in a cold voice.
"Mortal, return my Split Soul to me!"
Zhang Jian sighed inwardly, but swiftly pulled out the treasure pearl from his hand.
The crimson treasure pearl emitted a strong glow in his hand.
"Is this the treasure the lady refers to?"
Seeing the Phoenix Soul, the black-clad woman's gaze shifted, and she nodded slightly: "Exactly, return my old property, accept the Soul-Seizing Seal, and this deity might spare your life!"
At this moment, a grand Divine Thought vaguely emanated from her body, locking onto Zhang Jian's surroundings.
Zhang Jian shook his head and said.
