"I need you to make a personal sacrifice!"
Xiao Yi looked up and down at the orange cat, a playful smile on his face.
The orange cat shivered, the orange-yellow fur on its body standing on end, arching its back, and looking at Xiao Yi warily: "Boss, what are you talking about? I don't understand..."
Personal sacrifice?
Its true form had already died in battle back in those days, leaving only this Primordial Spirit, dwelling in the Divine King Temple as a vessel spirit.
And in this situation, you still want me to sacrifice myself?
The prehistoric beast wouldn't even spit out the bones after eating a person.
At least it wouldn't devour even the Primordial Spirit.
You're even more ruthless than the prehistoric beast!
