The Evil Spirit King met Qin Luo's gaze and hurried to explain, "Master, I..."
Just as he was about to deny it, he felt a killing gaze settle upon him.
He immediately swallowed the words he had been about to say and changed his tune. "Master, I was wrong."
Qin Luo snorted coldly. "Since you want Dead City to live up to its name, then from now on, Dead City will truly live up to its name!"
With a thought from him, the Divine Ruins Law began to change. All those who died within the Divine Ruins would have their souls report to Dead City.
"From now on, Dead City is under your management!" Qin Luo said to Xi Huang, directly stripping the Evil Spirit King of his authority over Dead City.
While the Evil Spirit King's expression turned ugly, he also let out a tremendous sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he had not disobeyed Xi Huang's order just now.
From now on, Xi Huang would be his direct superior.
If he had disobeyed Xi Huang just now and refused to take the blame for his superior, then he would have countless little shoes to wear in the future.
Alas, I, the Evil Spirit King, will no longer count as one of the three great titans of the Divine Ruins, he sighed inwardly.
He could not blame anyone else for this. Who told him he was a soft persimmon ripe for the squeezing?
In terms of combat strength, he could not compare to the Red-Clad Corpse King. In terms of connections, he could not compare to Lu Yunting.
Still, he felt that this could be considered a good thing.
With Xi Huang as his direct superior, he would become Xi Huang's foremost general.
Who was Xi Huang?
Master might have many