Qin Luo had not expected such an interesting Ghost Race member to show up and start giving orders right away.
Bai Che cast aside all other distracting thoughts and looked at the woman standing atop the skeleton ship, his gaze turning icy.
The Immortal Realm was an enemy, and the Ghost World was no ally either.
It was as though two little figures were fighting inside his mind.
He fell silent.
The other side held overwhelming power. Rashly attacking would be disadvantageous.
But following their orders? That was impossible.
He had his own pride. He was the commander of Primordial Ninth Legion, not merely a Ghost Race member of the Ghost World.
"What? You are unwilling?" Ling Mei slowly stepped down from the skeleton ship, a grim chill flickering in her eyes as she looked at Bai Che.
"Both sides are Ghost Race. If you do not wish to serve the Ghost World, could it be that you wish to become ghost slaves of the Immortal Realm?"
The Prison Emperor had long told Ling Mei and the others about the situation in the Ghost Domain. Naturally, she knew that this Primordial Ghost Domain was a newly born Ghost Domain.
But so what?
Before the Immortal Realm, all Ghost Race members should obey the Ghost World.
There were so many Emperor Rank Ghost Emperors. If they were not recruited under their banner and made to obey orders, it would be far too wasteful.
Of course, she would not employ any gentle methods.
Those who obeyed could be used. Those who did not obey would be killed!
Kill until the remaining Ghost Emperors obeyed.
After all, they had strength in numbers.
Behind her, one Emperor Rank Ghost Race member after another floated off the skeleton ship and landed behind Ling Mei.
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