God of Souls Solder lowered his voice and told Amu Lulu all about Lin Qi's identity and background. Amu Lulu narrowed her eyes as she studied Lin Qi's face, frowned, then gently shook her head. "This little fellow's face looks somewhat familiar? But I deleted all of Yin Qingyue's useless memories. Could this be someone Yin Qingyue once met?"
Solder hurriedly described the situation of the war between the Dragon Mountain Empire and the nomadic army on the Eastern Great Plains. Yin Qingyue's nomadic army had formed an alliance with the alien races' legions, and together they had attacked the Eastern Great Plains, where the Dragon Mountain Empire's forces had fought countless bitter battles against the nomadic army. Solder felt that perhaps this was why Yin Qingyue retained a vague impression of Lin Qi?
Amu Lulu shook her head dismissively. They were merely the memories of a human whose body she had seized, and the memories of a mere human were hardly important, so she did not take the matter to heart. Naturally, she did not remember that many years ago, Lin Qi had passed through the Desert Temple and had a minor clash with Yin Qingyue, who had been there at the time.
So many years had passed. Yin Qingyue had become Amu Lulu's spoils of war, and all of it had faded into the clouds and smoke of the past.
Lin Qi looked coldly at Yin Qingyue. Of course, he remembered this saintess of the Desert Temple—this deeply scheming woman who had been single-mindedly leading the nomadic army and the alien races' legions in an attempt to invade the Western Continent. In a sense, the war provoked by Yin Qingyue had been the true prelude to this divine war! The Desert Temple, Grassland Temple, and Odin Temple had