Chapter 1226
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"F * ck you, you're still trying to run!" The little white tiger roared when it saw the goateed man's actions.
Ye Qingtang immediately said to the Undead, "Capture him."
"Yes!"
The moment the Undead received the order, they flew towards the man with the goatee, who was trying to escape. Before the man with the goatee could get more than a few meters away, the Undead grabbed him by the ankles and brought him to Ye Qingtang.
"Holy Lord."
Ye Qingtang nodded slightly. After personally witnessing the power of the Undead Clan, this was the first time she sighed in admiration at her own face.
She really had to thank her face. Otherwise, she would have ended up the same as the goateed man.
"Ha … Holy Lord … I've long heard of your name. My respect for you is endless … It's my honor to be able to see you today …" The man with the goatee praised Ye Qingtang profusely as he was being held upside down. "Holy Lord, I've long heard of your name.
"Oh?" Ye Qingtang raised her brows slightly.
This fellow's ability to change his expression was truly unparalleled.
"Since that's the case, why don't you obediently hand over the Nine Souls Ring?" Ye Qingtang suddenly smiled. She was pretending to be the Holy Lord of the Temple of Shadows anyway. She just had to go through with the act.
As soon as Ye Qingtang said that, an Undead at the side suddenly jogged over and picked up the bag of the man with the goatee that Ye Qingtang had thrown on the ground. He respectfully presented it to Ye Qingtang.
Although it was a skull, for some reason, Ye Qingtang felt that this Undead Clan member was probably trying to take credit for something.
"Holy Lord, the Nine Souls Ring," the Undead said.
Ye Qingtang glanced at the bundle and then at the Undead who was trying to claim credit. She was speechless.
"The Nine Souls Ring is not in the bag," Ye Qingtang said helplessly.
The Undead was slightly taken aback and immediately opened the bag.
The goateed man covered his eyes in despair as he watched the Undead open the bag.
As expected, the bag was filled with rags and gravel.
Only then did the Undead realize that they had been tricked by the man with the goatee. They angrily threw the item away and used their bony hands to choke the man with the goatee.
"Don't be presumptuous in front of the Holy Lord!" Another Undead chided.
The Undead finally realized that he had overstepped his boundaries. He knelt on one knee in fear and trepidation. "I was ignorant and offended the Holy Lord. My death is not to be regretted. Please punish me with the Law of Destruction …"
The name of the Undead came from their eternal lifespan, and the Art of Destruction was one of the spells used to kill the Undead.
Just a moment of carelessness had led to her seeking eternal destruction. Ye Qingtang was truly ashamed of the Undead Clan's worship of the Holy Lord …
The more it was like this, the more she did not dare to reveal her identity.
If they found out that she was an impostor, they might punish her for blaspheming their Holy Lord and sentence her to death by a thousand cuts …
Only the heavens knew that the Undead Clan's torture methods were the best on the continent.
Ye Qingtang's heart skipped a beat, but her expression did not change at all. She still had that unfathomable expression.
"Fine, I'll forgive you."
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