"When the prophecy stone is filled with black fog, the black fog will overflow from the stone. When that happens, all of Lecang will be devastated."
Even someone as powerful as Elder Xi would have such a reaction when encountering the black fog, so the consequences for ordinary flowers, plants, trees and the Shenxiu clan can be imagined.
"You're fine, kid. Is it because you've been with Nian Yue for too long?"
Elder Xi could no longer feel the pain in his arm. He looked at Bai Chaoxi, who was sweating profusely as he desperately absorbed the black mist, with confusion.
"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Elder Nan looked at Bai Zhaoxi fiercely and said coldly, "Boy, your identity is not as simple as your parents being dead. Tell me, what is your purpose in hiding your identity?"
"What purpose could he have? Anyway, he won't harm Nian Yue." Elder Xi felt that Bai Chaoxi was a man who valued friendship and loyalty, so he defended him.
"That's because he's in love with Nian Yue. What else could it be?" Elder East rolled his eyes at Elder West, then used his intelligence to half-guess and half-affirm, saying, "You... have the blood of a saint. You're the descendant of a certain saint!"
After being enlightened by Elder Dong, Zhang Lai already knew which saint's bloodline flowed in Bai Chaoxi's body.
Before Yan Baibai became a saint, the previous saint did not choose to enter the world, so she could only be the descendant of the previous saint, that is, the ancestor of a famous family in Xicheng. She seemed to have a grandson named Bai Qi.
"Bai Qi is yours..."
"I have nothing to do with them!" Bai Zhaoxi gritted his teeth, his face gradually becoming painful. He didn't want to mention the people he hated right now. What he was most worried about now was the black fog that wanted to take away his beloved: "Why, why hasn't this black fog disappeared yet!"
Bai Chaoxi lay down beside the prophecy stone exhausted, looking at the black fog on the prophecy stone with unwillingness on his face.
"In just a short while, the black fog has disappeared so much. You are really amazing!" Elder Dong squatted down and patted Bai Chaoxi's shoulder.
"Moreover, you are only the descendant of the Saint, and your bloodline is not pure. If you want to possess the same power as the Saint, you must use the ancient forbidden technique to reverse the flow of your bloodline, but..."
"What should I do!" Bai Chaoxi asked impatiently.
"However, the pain of the reverse blood flow technique is unimaginable. You may not be able to survive it. Are you still willing?"
"I do!"
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