Chapter 111: The Order of the Hall Master

The chilly Yin Spirit in black robes, with the hollow and cold eyes flickering with blood-colored flames.

The flames jumped continuously, appearing rather eerie and evil.

At this moment, the black-robed Yin Spirit was indeed one of the Netherworld Eight Soul Envoys, and with the Soul Token hanging at his waist, everything was normal.

"You..."

The Netherworld Queen was truly shocked to see Zhou Yan could transform to such an extent, she even wondered if the initial Zhou Yan was deliberately derived by the Netherworld instead of being the real Zhou Yan.

This suspicion was even somewhat strong.

"Xiao Shuang, what do you think?"

Zhou Yan chuckled, and streams of information, like bundles of flowing water, suddenly streamed toward the Void. The invisible light waves fluttered, allowing the Netherworld Queen to hear his words.