The five evil gods swore in the most vicious possible ways.

They had a deep-rooted concept that the Phantasms from the Spirit World were an inferior race.

The Spirit Pearl’s soul had been made from the discarnate soul of a ninth grade Phantasm grand patriarch and a strand of Nie Tian’s soul essence.

They naturally attached no significance to any outsider grand patriarchs. After all, they had been at the late tenth grade when they had been alive.

Plus, they had naturally assumed that all Phantasms should serve them and treat them as their masters.

However, the Spirit Pearl’s soul was now offering Nie Tian advice from his standpoint and pinpointed the most crucial issue. This infuriated them.

Nie Tian’s eyes lit up. “Control them with Grand Monarch Heavenly Spirit’s soul-enslaving magic… The Nether River was...