The main camp had already been torn open in several places, and ghost soldiers were pouring in like a tide. They resembled demons, and the blood and flesh of the living excited them immensely. A strong soldier was pinned to the ground by several ghost soldiers, and within two or three minutes, all that was left on the ground was a pile of ghastly bones.
"Your Majesty!"
Hei Gu and Jiang Xiaobai quickly walked into the royal tent.
The Ghost Emperor was sitting there, calm and composed. Facing such a situation, to maintain such poise was truly not simple.
"Jia Luo killed Prince Pingxi, and the ghost soldiers outside also belong to him. He wants to become the Emperor!" Hei Gu said.
The Ghost Emperor snorted coldly, "Jia Luo's ambition is indeed not small! Ji Chang, oh Ji Chang, you didn't expect this, did you? You schemed your whole life, only to be schemed against by those beside you in the end."
