Looking back on those years, when Primordial Chaos was defeated, they had intended to die in battle.
But with a single word from Su Li, they all joined the Primordial Ghost Domain and transformed into the Ghost Race.
Many of them agreed.
Not for Primordial Chaos, but for Su Li alone.
Fortunately, they had not vanished into the river of history like the Third Legion. They successfully transformed into the Ghost Race.
Su Li was the same.
Avenging Primordial Chaos and destroying the Immortal Realm—that was Su Li's ideal.
For most of them, simply being able to see Su Li again was enough. How wonderful that was.
If Su Li died, that tiny lingering hope in their hearts would be gone as well...
The meaning of becoming the Ghost Race would seem to disappear too...
"If you dare kill Commander Su, we will hunt you down to the ends of heaven and earth!" a High Emperor Rank Ghost Race member said coldly to Qin Luo.
"If you kill Commander Su, what awaits you will be the endless pursuit of our Primordial Chaos Su Family Army!"
One Ghost Emperor Rank even shouted the name of the Su Family Army, making Qin Luo unable to keep from laughing.
"I have to say, these Ghost Race subordinates of yours are rather adorable in their purity," Qin Luo said beside Su Li's ear.
Su Li wanted to speak, but the Netherferry Ship had sealed her voice.
At this moment, her eyes were filled with hatred as she looked at Qin Luo.
Qin Luo was actually using her to threaten her Second Legion. It had to be said, this move worked far too well.
She herself knew how her Second Legion had come to be. Their loyalty to her exceeded their loyalty to Primordial Chaos.