"This is serious. It's no longer something we can handle. We have to send the information back." An Ruoxi's expression was exceptionally grave.
They had some combat strength, but against so many departed souls on the verge of transformation, they were still utterly outmatched.
"Alright, I'll send the information back immediately." Lin Hao was the first to take action.
The moment Qin Luo stepped into the passage leading to the Dao Yan Forty-Ninth Universe, Lin Hao and the others sent over their intelligence.
"An army of the Ghost Race?"
Hearing Lin Hao's description, Qin Luo was taken aback.
If the Ghost Race could be called an army, then how many of them were there?
"System, use their perspective and take a look at the situation," Qin Luo said.
If they had not been separated by another world, Qin Luo would only have needed the Divine Ruins Hall to access An Ruoxi and the others' perspective.
[System suggestion: Spend 10 quadrillion Villain Points to descend with consciousness.]
"Fine."
Since Lin Hao and the others had sent word, it proved that the problem there was rather serious.
Whoosh! Qin Luo's consciousness descended into the mausoleum.
A phantom appeared within Lin Hao and the others' perception. It was Qin Luo's consciousness.
"Just this?" Qin Luo asked as he looked at the dense army of "terracotta warriors."
"That's right, this is the place." An Ruoxi spoke with a grave expression.
"I discovered that their auras are beginning to transform toward those of the Ghost Race. Once their transformation is complete, they may come back to life."
Other than Qin Luo, An Ruoxi was the one who understood departed souls and the Ghost Race best.
She had fought alone in the Ghost Domain for a very long time.
Yan Po had even issued a wanted