This scene was an enormous shock to An Ruoxi as well.
She was now certain that the person before her was the Soul-Burying King.
She had never expected Qin Luo to truly accomplish it—to summon the Soul-Burying King from the River of Time.
That made obtaining the Soul-Burying King's inheritance exceptionally simple for her.
Qin Luo was also quite satisfied with the results brought about by the ten million he had spent.
"This is a clash between a traditional villain and a cheat-powered villain."
Li Jin had been suppressed inside the Myriad Souls Banner, his face filled with disbelief. "How is this possible? This is impossible! It's absolutely impossible!"
What he had just used was the Soul-Seizing Sect's highest-grade cultivation technique, one obtained from the Soul-Burying Sect.
He had already pushed himself to the utmost extreme. Why had this woman merely lifted her hand and suppressed him?
"Who is she?! Why is this happening?!" Li Jin was riddled with doubts and desperately needed Qin Luo to answer him.
But Qin Luo had one good trait: he never liked letting people die understanding the truth.
He looked at Li Jin and smiled. "Want to know? What a pity—I won't tell you."
"Senior Sister, how is it?" Qin Luo asked, his gaze falling on An Ruoxi.
An Ruoxi nodded. "Good. The deal is complete."
Then she turned around, controlled the Myriad Souls Banner, and began the final harvest.
Li Jin let out one final roar. "No! I don't want to be a ghost who dies without knowing why! Tell me! Tell me!"
An Ruoxi glanced at Qin Luo. If she had been alone, she might have told Li Jin exactly how he had died.
But Qin Luo was here, and he had just said that he would not tell him. Li Jin