In the Red Luan Starfield, upon a Primeval Great Star that had yet to bloom, there were no humans. Its resources were correspondingly far scarcer.
That day, a throne of white bones descended from the sky. Boundless kingly might surged around it, and faintly, a trace of Imperial Might spread out, shaking heaven and earth.
"Greetings, Ghost King!"
Below, the people of Yinhai Ghost Prison knelt and bowed respectfully.
"Rise."
Upon the throne of white bones, the Ghost Clan's king spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Thank you, Ghost King."
The Ghost Clan experts rose and stood silently before him.
Before the crowd, the Ghost Clan Grand Elder stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "Ghost King, why has our clan chosen this place as our stronghold? With the strength of our Ghost Clan, we could easily seize a resource-rich Great Life Star."
"For now, our clan cannot come into conflict with humanity."
A trace of wistfulness crossed the Ghost Clan king's aged face as he spoke from the bone throne.
Below, Yin Ji remained silent. She understood what the Ghost King meant. The Ghost Clan had already sworn allegiance to that Thirteenth Prince. Although they had all been deceived by him, an oath was still an oath. The price of breaking it was far too great.
If the Ghost Clan came into conflict with humanity, they would truly stand opposed to that Thirteenth Prince, leaving no room for reconciliation.
Unless driven into a corner, the Ghost Clan could not cut off its own retreat.
"Yin Ji, have you found the Thirteenth Prince's whereabouts?"
The Ghost Clan king spoke from the throne.
"Reporting to the Ghost King, not yet."
Yin Ji gathered her thoughts and answered softly, "Since the battle before the passage between the two realms, the Thirteenth Prince has seemed to