Middle Plane, Koba Star.
Qin Zhu was leading the Ghost Tribe warriors in rest and recuperation.
After witnessing Lin Yi's strength, Qin Zhu had become much more well-behaved.
He no longer placed himself in that indispensable position.
Even a twenty-year-old young man could contend with him. How could he possibly stand against the Gods of All Heavens with his own strength?
In any case, his two children were already gone. The one still alive had also parted ways with him. No matter how hard he fought for it, there would be no one to inherit it.
Koba Star truly lacked nothing. The only thing it lacked was powerful prey for the Sha Ghosts to hunt. The battle-loving Ghost Tribe had grown so bored that they actually began fighting among themselves.
Sure enough, this warrior race was different. When they fought each other, every punch landed solidly, without the slightest mercy.
Koba Star had a barrier set up by Anxing. Whether someone entered or left, Anxing would know. For Qin Zhu, who had no ulterior motives, it could be considered a form of protection.
Qin Zhu did not mind this barrier in the slightest.
Just when Qin Zhu thought he could peacefully live out a few quiet years, that calm was ultimately shattered.
It was a bright and sunny afternoon, and Qin Zhu was basking in the sun on Koba Star.
The days of lying flat were truly comfortable. Just as he was enjoying that ease, a voice that felt incomparably familiar to Qin Zhu reached his ears.
"Long time no see, Qin Zhu. You were once meant to command the winds and clouds, so why have you become so dispirited today? It truly comes as a surprise."
The voice came from behind him, and Qin Zhu was extremely familiar with