Qin Luo admitted it outright, leaving Jun Mochen utterly dumbfounded.
He desperately wanted to question Qin Luo: "What the hell? Just because I said it makes it true? Why are you randomly claiming this identity?"
Dongfang Zhuo took a slight step back. Watching Qin Luo act so arrogantly, he felt a faint unease in his heart.
Qin Luo had told him to state the charges, then admitted them himself.
What kind of move was that? He was not planning to keep even a shred of his reputation, was he?
When something was out of the ordinary, there had to be something sinister behind it.
He felt it was highly likely that Qin Luo had already grown so powerful that he simply did not care whether they considered him guilty.
"The few people who followed him last time haven't appeared."
The Departed Spirits, along with Su Qichen and the others, had not shown up here.
Qin Luo dared to come out alone. Unless Qin Luo was an idiot, something was wrong with all this—terribly wrong.
Was Qin Luo an idiot? Impossible. Absolutely impossible.
Dongfang Zhuo made up his mind. Today, he would keep everyone behind him. The moment an opportunity arose, he would flee this place at once.
What Inspection Hall? What young Human Emperor? Before Qin Luo, he felt they were not worth mentioning.
He even felt that the identity Jun Mochen had given Qin Luo held a tiny bit of truth.
He came from the Immortal Realm!
Jun Mochen was stunned for a moment before realizing that Qin Luo had already confessed.
But the Black Prison Nether Dragon Clan's patriarch had not even arrived yet.
This disrupted his plan.
Ling Canglan, hidden in the void, was also somewhat puzzled. The trial was merely a formality for them; through this