The white gloves needed more than one person, and this Calamity Imperial Lord looked like a good fit.
Qin Luo could fully sense Bai Che and the others' location.
Now that the Calamity Imperial Lord had obeyed the Ghost Race Grand Elder's orders and stopped, he was building a defensive line.
Within this Ghost Domain, quite a few Emperor Rank experts had also been forced to come support him.
It was not that they wanted to provide support. The Ghost Race Council of Elders had issued an order; if they disobeyed, the destruction of their factions would be the least of it—they themselves would be completely blacklisted by the Council of Elders.
History had taught its bloody lessons. Any Ghost Race members who disobeyed orders, whether Emperor Rank Elementary or High Emperor Rank, had basically been wiped out under the Council of Elders' pursuit.
Only a very few had managed to escape the Council of Elders' pursuit.
Ling Mei was one of them.
After Ling Mei broke through to Imperial Lord Rank, the Ghost Race Council of Elders revoked the warrant for her arrest.
Unless they too could break through to Imperial Lord Rank, they could only obey the Ghost Race Council of Elders' commands.
Of course, some Ghost Emperor Rank experts believed that the Ghost Race's great tide had already ebbed. They did not know what was happening among the upper echelons, but the Immortal Realm army had already fought its way into the Ghost Race's interior. Did that not explain everything?
Thus, some Ghost Emperor Rank experts had hidden themselves away.
The Calamity Imperial Lord's expression was especially twisted at this moment.
He had lost on the battlefield, and now the Nether River was ravaging his Calamity Ghost Domain.
In this battle, the other Ghost Race Imperial Lords