He no longer dared to stand and speak before the Hand of the Heavens.
The Hand of the Heavens did not care about his posture and said coldly, "Think of a way to stop the current trend, otherwise if those little ghosts keep fleeing, when can I become a god?"
Wu Shuang City Lord: "..."
The difficulty of this task was truly extraordinary; with the reputation already in such a state, how could it be reversed?
But the brain of the Wu Shuang City Lord was quite nimble; after mulling it over for a bit, he came up with the best plan: let everyone know that everything about the Southern Continent was a scam.
Actually, he had been publicizing this all along, but, to little effect.
Because most of the Ghosts felt it was them slinging mud at the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, aiming to prevent them from defecting to him.
How could this possibly be a scam?
The other side had the Memory Stone as proof, and the ghosts in the Memory Stone were real and their authenticity couldn't be faked.