The Fetal Ghost carried the hearts of the eight individually governed entities in its embrace; as for the white mist, upon hearing these words of intent, it seemed capable of thought.
"Even if you say so, we do not understand you. After all, the power of your family is not insignificant."
The white mist had yet to speak. "Is Elder Qin also one of the governors? And you are the same as him?"
"Why are you so afraid? Since you've come all the way here, you must die without rest. Don't you dare acknowledge what you've done?"
In a realm far removed from the mundane world, Elder Qin entered into a state of profound concentration.
This pair felt a suffocating sensation; though it was clear that the vast emptiness bore no battlefield, they were subjugated by some tangible overwhelming force from Wang and Lin, whose power was soft yet formidable.
The white mist remained silent.
"So, is it convenient for you now that Elder Qin's gambling courtyard has been destroyed?"
Zhong Xu said: