Qin Yang carefully studied every Dead Spirit that appeared.
These Unlucky Eggs had likely followed the fallen ancient world and appeared here directly.
They had not gone through the earlier process, had not received the opportunities from before, knew nothing, and most of the methods they had used in life could no longer be used.
So...
Though each of them looked imposing, they were actually much like the Fengdu Great Emperor—they simply could not control their own power.
They had power but no control, no methods. At most, they were burly men built like towers, fighting barehanded.
Even Qin Yang was unsure how strong he had become. He might not be weaker than them, but Qin Yang held a Gatling in his hands, with Auto Aim activated.
This Snake Head Man was an informant for the Ancient Heavenly Court. He had not defected even in death, yet now he was in such a hurry to defect.
Why? Qin Yang turned it over and over in his mind, and the only answer was that uncontrollable reincarnation divine ability. These people seemed extraordinarily concerned about it.
Given the current situation, they either wanted to control him or destroy him.
Considering Si Xiang's existence, there was a ninety-percent chance they wanted to kill him at any cost.
Having reached that conclusion, Qin Yang did not rush to attack. He first memorized every Dead Spirit that had appeared here—their auras, builds, and appearances.
The next time he wanted to see so many people from the Ancient Heavenly Court in one go, especially when there might be spies among them who had infiltrated other factions, would probably not come so easily.
"Kill him. Reduce him to ashes." Snake Head Man shouted coldly, while he himself retreated.
Qin Yang smiled and swept his gaze around. Power