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If a Yama-King level being wanted to approach an inferior Emissary of Hell without being caught, then there was no way they would be detected. Less than 20 seconds later, Qin Ye was already situated at the back of the line with a cold expression, yet the Yin spirits at the back were completely unable to see him.

Qin Ye's eyes narrowed slightly as a hint of bloodlust appeared on his face. At such close range, he could clearly see that these Yin spirits were wearing suits of black armor beneath their cloaks.

Those were suits of armor crafted from the carapaces of blight vermin!

This type of armor was unique to the Cathayan Underworld, only the fall of Hell could bring about a plague of blight vermin! In other words, these Yin spirits were all Emissaries of Hell!

As the ruler of the Cathayan Underworld, he was completely unaware of the fact that such a group of merchants existed!

A subordinate who had done something wrong would still be capable of redemption in the eyes of a ruler, but treason was completely intolerable!

A howling flame of fury had been ignited in Qin Ye's heart. All it would take would be a snap of his fingers to completely wipe these traitorous Emissaries of Hell out of existence, but it still wasn't time to do that.

He swept his gaze over the crates on the skeletal camels' backs. Each camel...