Mu Qing's heart shook. He had never imagined that the Ghost Soul Sovereign actually came from the Demon Clan of Death Hell!
The Ghost Soul Sovereign did not possess Demon Clan blood, but his talent was exceptional. He was now an expert at the peak of the nine-tribulation Sovereign realm. Even as an outsider, after joining the Demon Clan, he would be heavily valued and hold an extremely high status. There would be no question of him being ostracized.
"Your performance in the Three Powers Grand Tournament made you quite famous throughout our Death Hell. You even killed Dorgon, one of the Demon Clan's ultimate-stage Supremes. Not even the Lord of Hell could revive him!"
The Ghost Soul Sovereign licked his lips, his eyes brimming with killing intent.
At this moment, Mu Qing's brow was tightly furrowed. He had not cared much about the Demon Clan's threat before, since he had always remained within the Life Royal Court. How could the people of Death Hell possibly know his whereabouts?
Yet this accident appeared to be a coincidence. The place where he had carried out his compulsory mission had, by sheer ill luck, turned out to be the Demon Baleful Land, whose master was even a nine-tribulation Sovereign from Death Hell!
This was simply walking straight into the net. Ordinary people likely would not have imagined that the Ghost Soul Sovereign possessed such terrifying strength and belonged to Death Hell.
At the very least, the intelligence on the Demon Baleful Land within the Life Royal Court had never mentioned this.
"Dying by my hand can be considered your honor. You will become one of the ghosts filling the skies."
The Ghost Soul Sovereign slowly reached out a hand. Even without using a divine ability, an irresistible and terrifying power accompanied it.