"Release me."
He looked at Luo Qingtong, "I will handle them."
"Your Subsoul's strength hasn't reached the Saint Realm."
Luo Qingtong looked at him, pulling him into her embrace.
Indeed, only Ye Qianming could now deal with these Death Souls here.
But his main body was not here, and this strand of Subsoul's strength was far from enough to deal with that Death Soul King.
If it weren't for this, these cunning Yin Soul Evil Spirits would not dare to target him.
These ghosts, they are most cunning.
And very sensitive to danger!
If she lets go of Ye Qianming, allowing him to confront these Death Souls, they would definitely swarm him.
Ye Qianming's bit of soul power would be devoured by them.
"The Venerate has said, it's not so easy for me to die." The Little Netherworld Venerable arrogantly raised his head.
"Across the Four Seas and Eight Desolates, the Seven Mountains and Six Lands, as long as I, Ye Qianming, am unwilling, no one can take my life!"
