After thinking for a while, Ghost Soul Sovereign still could not remember who Mu Qing was.
Even though Mu Qing had already returned to his original appearance.
To Ghost Soul Sovereign, as a dignified Holy Tower expert, it had been impossible for him to deliberately remember what Mu Qing looked like back then.
After all, Mu Qing at that time had merely been an ant who had not even reached the Sovereign Realm!
Would a human deliberately count exactly how many little buns they had eaten?
By the same token, Ghost Soul Sovereign had never paid attention to Mu Qing at all. Right now, he was only puzzled over when he had offended a Holy Tower expert.
He could only infer that perhaps the fellow before him was an expert from the Life Royal Court who had accepted a mission to kill him.
Ghost Soul Sovereign glanced at the furnace still operating in the distance. The embryo inside was gradually taking shape.
The entire Giant City had been annihilated by chaotic sword radiance, but this furnace was used to forge a top-tier Sacred Artifact. Naturally, it would not be so easily destroyed.
Ghost Soul Sovereign's expression darkened as he brought out his Sacred Artifact—a White Bone Scepter. At the same time, the power of his Holy Tower poured down, and an incomparably tyrannical pressure erupted from his body.
That blood-colored, ghostly power coiled around the White Bone Scepter. This was his power—the power of blood souls!
Ghost Soul Sovereign transformed into a ghostly shadow and arrived at the other end of the Demon Baleful Land in the blink of an eye.
He had deliberately drawn the battlefield away because he did not want the aftershocks of their battle to affect the second top-tier Sacred Artifact currently being forged.
He believed