Hong Ling somewhat enjoyed listening to these sounds.
Such wonderful wailing, just hearing it made her feel satiated.
She looked at the skull of the Sky Wing Demon King with an envious expression: "Prince Tianyi, your Blood Skull, after absorbing up to two more batches of souls, will be completely formed."
Waiting for the skull to turn completely blood red is when it will achieve Great Success.
The Sky Wing Demon King sneered coldly: "Once this Blood Skull emerges, with one cast of the spell, thousands of Fierce Ghosts will be at my command. By then, neither Zidian nor Ghost Face will have the right to contend with me. Hong Ling, you should also think carefully, besides the lord, who is it you truly ought to follow."
Hong Ling chuckled softly: "The lord has always valued Prince Tianyi. Once the lord achieves great success, Prince Tianyi will surely have the highest merit. After all, the deeds of back then were indeed the greatest."
