"Are you here to seek death too?" Blood Emperor asked coldly, his gaze falling on Qin Luo.
Qin Luo's aura was exceptionally strange. He felt that Qin Luo seemed to be a Ghost Emperor Rank, yet also seemed not to be one.
Either way, he had come to stop them from laying hands on Heaven's Will.
There was only one fate for any Ghost Emperor Rank who stood in their way: to be devoured by them.
Qin Luo slowly walked over and nodded at Lu Yan.
A fellow traveler—Lu Yan could only put it that way.
Having a Ghost Emperor Rank like himself join the camp defending Heaven's Will gave him at least a little comfort.
Win or lose, at least he was no longer fighting alone.
He sensed that Qin Luo's aura was somewhat unsteady. Perhaps he had only recently broken through to the Ghost Emperor Rank.
A vague guess arose in his heart. Qin Luo might have suddenly broken through to the Ghost Emperor Rank because of Heaven's Will's appearance.
"If that's the case, then everything makes sense."
What were the Ghost Race like? As a Ghost Race member born and raised in the Ghost Domain, Lu Yan knew all too well.
Selfish and self-serving.
Yet there were also Ghost Race members who repaid kindness. In his view, Qin Luo was one of them.
Having received Heaven's Will's grace, he should repay it with his life.
Lu Yan even sent Qin Luo a voice transmission. "If you can't hold on later, withdraw in time."
"Huh?" Qin Luo looked at Lu Yan in surprise. You're a pretty decent ghost.
Seeing that Lu Yan had shown him goodwill, Qin Luo decided to give him one more chance to live.
After all, he was the textbook sort who yielded to softness