Chapitre 639: An Lin's True Strength

Underling?

The Dark Poison Lord was slightly dazed. His hearing wasn't bad, and he had heard An Lin's words loud and clear.

It was because of this that he was all the more baffled.

That human cultivator is complaining that I'm too weak? And he wants to take me in as an underling?!

"Dark Poison Lord, that human cultivator has most likely gone insane. Let me capture him for you!" There was a look of fury on the City Lord's face as he spoke.

He was a powerful being of the Soul Formation Final Stage, and after seeing An Lin—who was of the Soul Formation Intermediate Stage—speak so arrogantly, he wanted to seize the chance to please the Dark Poison Lord.

"No need," the Dark Poison Lord said expressionlessly. A cruel glint flashed across his eyes. "I'll deal with him personally. I'll have him understand the taste of living hell."