"Do you recognize him? This is one of the Ghost God Clan I killed in the Ninefold Hell!"
"They called him the Ghost God Crown Prince!"
"In other words, he was the future emperor of your clan. Excited? Furious? Come kill me, then!"
Li Tianming had completely locked down the situation.
Ouyang Jianwang had been a tremendous help. This crown prince could probably serve as a fatal blow!
No matter how cunning the Ksitigarbha Ghost King was, when he saw the Ghost God Crown Prince's head, he could not hold back a shrill roar.
The Posa Ghost King was the same!
A Ghost God Crown Prince—under such irrefutable evidence, the two of them were thoroughly exposed!
No one would believe the Ksitigarbha Ghost King anymore.
Even Changsun Shenqiong hastily staggered several steps back, his lips trembling.
"I... I nearly helped the Ghost God Clan return to the human world and enslave us..."
"If our ancestors knew about this, they would curse me to death!"
"Fortunately, we saw through them!"
Changsun Shenqiong nearly wept as he scrubbed his face.
People had desires, but they also had fears.
Their craving for territory, resources, and growth was desire.
But toward the Ghost God Clan, they felt fear born from a million years of enslavement.
When the truth was beyond doubt, lethal fear would inevitably triumph over desire.
The reasoning was simple.
When a flock of lambs fought over a patch of grass and lions appeared across from them, what should they do?
Keep fighting for the grass?
Even if they won the grass, would they live to eat it?
Changsun Shenqiong viciously slapped himself.
"Sect Master, you must not be muddle-headed again!"
"The Ghost God Clan is no joke! The ancient records say they treated us like livestock!"
Many elders of the clan