She had come aboard just fine, but now she could not get off. Ling Mei's expression had turned ugly beyond measure.
She had once controlled the Netherferry Ship. Put nicely, she had been its master; put bluntly, she had merely struck terms with some of the ghosts aboard it, offering herself as a sacrifice in exchange for the Netherferry Ship's obedience.
In truth, she had only controlled several crucial positions aboard the Netherferry Ship, allowing her to operate it.
But now? The entire Netherferry Ship was under Qin Luo's control.
He could let whoever he wanted come aboard, and if he did not want someone to leave, no one could get off.
The Netherferry Ship's core had been activated, and the formations aboard had enveloped the vessel. This was something Ling Mei had been unable to do before.
Yet Qin Luo had done it now.
She had assumed the possession had succeeded, but Qin Luo's answer had caught her off guard. If he had not been possessed, how could he have taken control of the Netherferry Ship so quickly?
That could only mean Qin Luo's methods were terrifyingly powerful. He was absolutely some ancient, undying existence from the Ghost Race.
The Prison Emperor rushed to her side, intending to leave as well, only to find that he could not.
He transmitted his voice to Ling Mei. "What exactly is going on? Aren't you the master of the Netherferry Ship? Open it!"
A bitter smile appeared on Ling Mei's face. She no longer bothered hiding her words. "I'm called its master, but in reality, I'm merely a user of the Netherferry Ship."
She was also explaining herself to Qin Luo.
"This Imperial Lord Rank senior, you must also be some senior figure from the Ghost World, aren't you?"
"I apologize for