[System: 100 Mandate Value can be consumed to dispel the opponent's disguise.]
A hundred Mandate Value—Qin Luo found it a little painful to part with.
But save where you should save, spend where you should spend.
This woman had already come back to life within the palace, and the speed of it had shocked even her.
She was still giving off dense deathly aura, making it impossible to tell whether she was alive or dead.
After all, this was the tomb of the Ninth Legion. The treatment of the living and the dead was completely different.
After Qin Luo's Mandate Value was consumed, Mu Hanyan's expression abruptly changed.
The vitality within her body began to surge without end. Her deathly aura could no longer conceal the life force on her body.
"How is this possible?! How could this be possible?"
Mu Hanyan was horrified. She had clearly suppressed her vitality within her body so that no one else would notice it.
And now?
It was spilling out.
Powerful vitality erupted from her body and was immediately detected by Mo Yuan.
"A living person?" Mo Yuan stared fixedly at Mu Hanyan.
Since she had already been exposed, Mu Hanyan had nothing more to hide.
Vitality flourished, and the deathly aura dispersed.
She was alive!
"That's right." Mu Hanyan glanced at Qin Yu, then looked toward Mo Yuan. "This Imperial Lord is one of the living."
"Not a coward like you, only fit to reincarnate as one of the Ghost Race."
An insult—a naked, undisguised insult.
Mo Yuan's expression darkened like still water.
Life and death stood opposed. No matter what their relationship had once been, no matter whether this so-called Imperial Lord before them had once been a prominent figure of the Primordial Immortal Realm—
They were now enemies,