But at this moment, three figures emerged from the three coffins behind...
"Hehe, no need to shake them. I merely made them faint, didn't harm them. They'll be fine," said the elderly man in the middle, wearing a crown and dragon robe, with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Ye Hao quickly turned around. When he saw the three somewhat ethereal figures silently appearing behind him, Ye Hao was not afraid but calmly looked at the three figures and asked, "You must be King Zhaoxiang of Qin, Ying Ze, right?"
Ye Hao's calm demeanor seemed to catch Ying Ze off guard. He looked at Ye Hao with surprise, and after a while, he spoke, "Indeed, it is I..."
"This junior pays respect to King Qin, Senior Bai Qi, and Senior Wei Ran," Ye Hao bowed respectfully.
King Zhaoxiang of Qin was puzzled about where Ye Hao's courage came from, seeing such soul-like entities without any reaction.
"No longer a king, died long ago, leaving only a soul," King Zhaoxiang of Qin remarked casually with a smile.
