All of the commanders departed, and just as the three Yama-Kings were also about to leave, Qin Ye suddenly said, "Ghost King Zhao, please stay behind."

Soon, Zhao Yun and Qin Ye were the only ones left in the tent, and the servants quickly brought on two cups of tea for them. Qin Ye picked up his teacup, but didn't drink from it, and not only did he not appear to be more relaxed, his brows were furrowed even tighter than before.

The atmosphere was very tense and gloomy, and Zhao Yun decided to try and lighten the mood. "Your Excellency, you made the right decision. There's no way that the inner demon could've anticipated that the tomb of Lishan Laomu would suddenly open, and that the Southern Purple Palace Array would seal the entire city. There must be some useful leads in the ruins of those construction sites."

Qin Ye shook his head in response. It was clear that Zhao Yun was just trying to console him.

With Yuncheng split up into two, the inner demon had definitely claimed the most advantageous side for itself, while the side that Qin Ye and the others were on was the one that the inner demon had abandoned.

"Whose remains could they be?" he suddenly said as he looked into Zhao Yun's eyes with a grim expression. "This...