Bai Cang had always been wary of Qin Luo. Even with Ye Ci's guarantee, he still felt that something was amiss.
In his view, Qin Luo's joining the Ninth Legion had been driven by ulterior motives.
After the Blood Emperor and the others had died unexpectedly, his vigilance had risen to its peak.
Therefore, when he communicated with Mo Yuan, he told him of his suspicions. He believed Qin Luo was connected to the deaths of the Blood Emperor and the others.
Yet after Mo Yuan went out and returned, he gave Bai Cang a definite answer: there had been no accident in the Blood Emperor's deaths. Their opponent had simply been too powerful. Even Mo Yuan himself could only barely hold on against that opponent.
That dispelled many of Bai Cang's doubts.
But now, Qin Luo was going all out, sparing no effort at all?
That was right—he was not leaving himself even the slightest margin.
Even Bai Cang had still been thinking of secretly holding some strength in reserve just now.
But with Qin Luo leading the charge, could he really put in any less effort?
Lu Yan followed close behind, pouring out his power as if his life depended on it. Even the weapon in his hand was frantically releasing its strength.
This made Ye Ci glance at him repeatedly. He sighed inwardly, Though Yu Huang could no longer be considered the Yu Huang of before, he still retained a trace of instinct...
Qin Luo's Mandate Value was being consumed madly. Very soon, it hit bottom and vanished without a trace. Along with his power, his own imprint was silently and stealthily poured into the three selected Ghost Emperor Ranks.
The first to awaken were those three Ghost Emperor Ranks. It was not only because Qin Luo