At this moment, if she couldn't transform into the God of Nine Nether.
Youluo wished she could act on behalf of the heavens, striking the one who dared to offend the Master with a bolt of lightning, leaving them senseless!
"Before the God of Nine Nether, Youluo meant no offense to you."
The Master was the one with the greatest chance of breaking the shackles among the Nine Nether Clan, and Youluo would allow no one to tarnish his reputation!
Just…
Youluo rubbed her head, feeling as if... though it seemed to be a very shameful title, the Master seemed to be somewhat enjoying it?
Thinking of this, Youluo felt even more dizzy and her whole being felt unwell.
If she hadn't realized that the current Master seemed to have no cultivation at all, with even his memory sealed, and her sudden appearance would certainly frighten her, Youluo would have long been unable to hold back and rushed down.
