The demon soul didn't realize that at the moment it charged into Zhao Letian's body, a golden light suddenly burst forth from the Soul Nourishing Jade at his waist, directly entering the body of Meng Yi, who was about to fall.
"Not bad, no wonder this flesh was coveted by that demon soul, with both talent and strength still acceptable, especially in terms of physical strength. Although not as monstrous as that freak Zhao Letian, it's stronger than the vast majority of the same realm Martial Artists from the Human Clan, and it's even enough to be compared to those of the same realm from our Demon Clan. As a temporary vessel for my true self, it's barely qualified!"
In Meng Yi's eyes, there was a faint presence of a golden Flood Dragon swimming, as he looked down at his own body and surprisingly, the voice of the golden Flood Dragon's illusion emanated from his mouth.
