Just as Xie Tian's sinister body was undergoing a horrifying transformation, a desperate and terrified cry for help suddenly sounded in Xie Ren's ear!
"Xie Ren, save me!"
Xie Ren was taken aback and then looked tens of millions of miles away, sneering immediately, "I despise being called that."
"You... even Xie Tian calls you that, why can't this old man..."
"You're not Xie Tian."
"You... fellow Daoist, save me!"
"Young man, you really dare to open your mouth. Even Shen Wushuang doesn't dare call me a fellow Daoist."
"Sir..."
"Hmph, respecting but not honoring."
"Mister..."
"Is it so hard to call me Senior?"
"You... fine! Senior! Senior! Is that enough?"
"That's enough, young man, hello, young man, goodbye."
"I already called you, why don't you save me... ah!"
"During our conversation just now, did I say that if you called me, I would save you?"
"Pfft! This old man was blind to deal with you..."
"But it's not that I can't save you."
