The soldiers of the nightmare race were thrown into a riot, and then they knelt on the ground. Sheng Zun was indeed Sheng Zun, always able to save them from trouble.
Facing the shouts of the soldiers of the nightmare race, Sheng Zun just waved his hand to let them stand up and said to Ao Ji,
“I believe that you were able to return to the dark continent and enter the ghost region because someone was plotting behind the scenes, right?
You were merely being used as knives! “If my guess is correct, that person is from the Divine Devil Hall, right?”
Ao Ji no longer had the slightest bit of arrogance from before. He nodded with difficulty:
“Your Excellency, your guess is correct. It was indeed the people from the Divine Devil Hall who helped us return to the dark continent and helped us find the passage to enter the Ghost Realm.”