The moment Qin Luo said retreat, he retreated without the slightest hesitation.
Under Qin Luo's command, Lu Yan and the others immediately fell back as well, leaving the battlefield entirely to the Ghost World.
"You can't escape." Zhou Yuanhao glanced at Qin Luo and spoke coldly.
Facing those eyes brimming with killing intent, Qin Luo merely sneered.
Escape?
He was about to trip Zhou Yuanhao up.
"System, mess with him a little. I want him to lose the chicken and the rice besides."
"Drive a nail into the Dao Yan First Universe."
"I won't let him take another step forward so smoothly."
[System advises Host not to do this. The Immortal Realm has already weakened to the extreme. If its cultivation can no longer improve, it will have no strength to resist the increasingly powerful Ghost World.]
"Is there no other way?" Qin Luo frowned tightly. He had always been the one setting his sights on others; now that someone had set their sights on him, he was naturally unhappy.
[System: Has Host not already driven a nail into the Dao Yan Tower, piercing the enemy's heart? Host need only wait for the right opportunity. Perhaps the cuckoo may take the magpie's nest. Do not rush; please wait patiently.]
Well, then...
It was talking about Xu Zhihan.
Qin Luo could only put that thought aside for the time being.
Only muddy waters made fishing possible. If the Immortal Realm were easily suppressed by the Ghost World, how could he obtain more Mandate Value?
Only when their strengths were nearly equal and they were locked in a stalemate could he maximize his gains.
"Since that's the case, I'll spare you this once."
Qin Luo retreated to the vicinity of Mu Hanyan's bedchamber. The battle inside had already