"Did you go see the Golden Wheel King?"
The Cyan Bird King's expression changed slightly as he stared at the Profound Spirit King and inquired.
"After all, he's an old friend. I went to catch up with him."
The Profound Spirit King's face turned ashen. Now he deeply regretted it. Had he known, he would have quietly gone to Yuanjiu City. He couldn't have imagined the snowballing consequences.
"Foolish!"
The Cyan Bird King's eyes were icy, closing them tightly. A mysterious aura shot out from his mind, enveloping the Profound Spirit King, who did not resist.
Swoosh!
After a long while, the Cyan Bird King's eyes suddenly opened. His right hand transformed into a small cyan whirlwind, absorbing the Profound Spirit King. With a faint sound, a green soul aura drifted from the Profound Spirit King's clothing.
