Chapter 1913
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"What exactly is the Spirit of Chaos? Could it be that this thing can bring more benefits to the Ancient You Clan? Or is it even more powerful? " Ye Qingtang didn't know much about the Spirit of Chaos. She had only heard a little about it from the Ancient Clan.
Now that she was the Holy Lord of Shadows, she naturally could not brazenly ask others about it.
"Miss Ye, you don't have to think about what the Spirit of Chaos is. As long as they aren't collected, these fragments are useless," Ling Yan said with a smile.
"Does the Eternal Dynasty have the Spirit of Chaos?" Ye Qingtang asked.
Ling Yan shook his head.
"Only the Ancient Clans have the fragments of the Spirit of Chaos. The Temple of Shadows' fragment was taken from another Ancient Clan by the Holy Lord of Shadows. Even the Sacred Ground of Reflection doesn't have it."
Ye Qingtang thought about it and said, "You want me to contact the Crimson League, but where is they? I'm not familiar with the Second Domain and I don't know where they are. Also … "
If she left the Central Mainland and went to the Second Domain, the Ancient You Clan might hear about it.
Even though she was an imposter, she could still intimidate the Ancient You Clan by staying in the Central Mainland.
"Miss Ye, you can't leave the Central Mainland. If you want to contact the Crimson League, you don't have to go to the Second Domain," Ling Yan said slowly.
"Even though the Crimson League is based in the Second Domain, they have eyes and ears in the First Domain. They are hidden in the Central Mainland. You just have to find the members of the Crimson League in the Central Mainland and you can pass the message to them."
"Do you know where the members of the Crimson League are?" Ye Qingtang looked at Ling Yan with sparkling eyes.
A smile appeared in Ling Yan's eyes as she stared at him expectantly. Subsequently, under her expectant gaze, Ling Yan nimbly …
He shook his head.
"…" Ye Qingtang was speechless. Was it too late to kill him?
Ling Yan couldn't help but laugh when he saw the expectant look in Ye Qingtang's eyes turn into a threat. "You know."
"I know?" The corners of Ye Qingtang's mouth twitched.
It was better to just kill him.
"More accurately, it's the Holy Lord of Shadows who knows. Not only the Holy Lord of Shadows, but the two Holy Sons and the eight tribe leaders also know. You can ask them to tell you how to find the Crimson League." Before she could take action, Ling Yan gave her an answer that calmed her down.
She had a rough idea of what to do, but she still needed to think about how to get the eight tribe leaders or Ming Wang to tell her the location.
Just as she was thinking about how to come up with an excuse, she saw Ling Yan supporting his chin with one hand and smiling at her.
Looking at his carefree manner, Ye Qingtang really wanted to beat him up until his face was covered in peach blossoms.
The entire Dynasty had been devoured by the Central Dynasty. How could the emperor of a fallen nation still be in the mood to laugh?
Should she call him narrow-minded or something else?
"What are you looking at?" Ye Qingtang said fiercely.
"I'm looking at you," Ling Yan said with a smile.
Ye Qingtang felt that she could no longer maintain her ferocious expression.
"Miss Ye."
"What?"
"It's been a long time. I miss you very much," Ling Yan said slowly.
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