"So she was your junior sister. It seems King Lu of Alchemy really does have quite the charm—even the Ghost Clan is so utterly devoted to you. To command the Void-Eating Ghost Ants, she went so far as to transform her body into an ant nest. Even I can do nothing about this nest now," the Void-Eating Ghost Ant King said from the side, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
The ant nest was riddled with holes, and Void-Eating Ghost Ants kept crawling out of it, making for a deeply unsettling sight. It had no eyes or other features, and now it hung back timidly, as if afraid to get too close to the severed arm.
"Why didn't you tell me about this first?" The severed arm suppressed his anger. Even after Su Qing had fallen into the Ghost Clan, her talent had remained extraordinary. Having witnessed every facet of the world and suffered the death of her closest kin, she had still become a woman of exceptional strength of mind.
With diligent cultivation, her future achievements would surely be considerable. Yet now she had used a secret Ghost Dao art to merge her ghostly body into this ant nest. Even the severed arm's Primordial Spirit could sense how tightly Su Qing was linked to the nest. The ant nest before him was Su Qing, and Su Qing was the ant nest.
"If Senior Brother Lu had known, he wouldn't have agreed."
"Where is Luo Qian? Why didn't he stop you? Why did he let you act so recklessly?"
"To help me merge my ghostly body into the ant nest, Senior Brother Luo exhausted too much of his vital energy. He's asleep in the Black Profound Ghost Coffin now, and won't wake for hundreds of years." A trace of sorrow colored