Hearing Ye Ci's words, every other Ghost Race member was dumbfounded.
What did that mean?
After fighting for so long, they were on the same side?
And Qin Luo's status was even higher than theirs?
Ye Ci's gaze locked onto Qin Luo. The object in his hand could be confirmed to have an aura connection with Qin Luo.
"Yu Huang..." he murmured softly.
Yet to Bai Cang and the others, it sounded like Prison Emperor?
Within the tomb, it had been because the Prison Emperor descended upon the Ghost World that Ye Ci had been forced to awaken from his transformed slumber and deal with that trouble.
And now?
Qin Luo shook his head. "I don't know what you're talking about."
He did not need to know. He did not even know Yu Huang's origins.
Ye Ci knew that Qin Luo might not know.
Now, he could be certain. Qin Luo truly did not know.
He sighed inwardly. In the end, I still had no chance to find you.
He had wanted to find the Yu Huang who possessed memories. Clearly, he had failed.
But it did not matter.
He sent out the object in his hand, and it landed in Qin Luo's palm.
Qin Luo could feel that the object in his hand was connected to him by countless threads.
This was proof of his identity.
"This is mine?" Qin Luo asked.
"That's right. This is yours."
"Unfortunately, many things were damaged. I only found this one item."
"Perhaps you have other arrangements elsewhere. You will have to uncover all of that yourself."
"You cannot possibly be our enemy."
"Go to the legion first." Leaving behind those words, Ye Ci turned and departed.
Bai Cang and the others were still completely bewildered.
That was it?
The Blood Emperor was