Chapter 1950
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You Qiong spoke carefully as he observed Elder Mo's reaction.
Ye Qingtang had specifically asked him to leak this information to Elder Mo before he left the Temple of Shadows.
Elder Mo's face darkened. He had heard that the Temple of Shadows was connected to the Crimson League but after the Holy Lord of Shadows disappeared, the Crimson League seemed to have severed all ties with the Temple of Shadows.
This was also the reason why the Ancient You Clan had never considered the Crimson League.
But …
Could it be that the Temple of Shadows had returned to the Crimson League?
Thinking about everything that had happened, Elder Mo felt that it was highly possible.
If the Temple of Shadows hadn't felt threatened and asked for help from the Crimson League, why would the Crimson League from the Second Domain send someone over?
"The Holy Lord of Shadows is indeed smart. No wonder she attacked our forces so suddenly. She had already contacted the Crimson League …" Elder Mo laughed coldly.
"The Netherworld Ring is fake. I'm afraid the Crimson League is just using this as an excuse to start a war with the Ancient You Clan."
Elder Mo took a deep breath as he looked at the pathetic You Qiong.
"Go and rest. I'll inform the Clan Leader about this."
If it was a misunderstanding, the Ancient You Clan might think of a way to resolve it. But if the Crimson League was already supporting the Temple of Shadows, then there wouldn't be any misunderstanding.
A cold smile flashed across You Qiong's eyes as he watched Elder Mo leave in a hurry.
Ye Qingtang was just about to head to the Temple of Shadows to check on the Ancient Clans after she had finished planning everything.
But before she could step out of the door, she heard a voice behind her.
"Mo Yao, wait."
Ye Qingtang paused. The voice was faint and she didn't even need to turn around to know who it was.
Ye Qingtang turned around slowly and saw the alien in a black robe standing behind her.
"Mi? What's the matter? "Ye Qingtang looked at the person in black robes. She already knew that his name was Mi and he was from the Spirit Clan.
The Souls of the Dead were very different from the souls of the dead that everyone knew. They were born without a body, just an invisible body of consciousness. As the Souls of the Dead continued to cultivate, they could control the power from the land of the dead and use it to turn their bodies invisible.
In a sense, it was as if the Soulless Race had never lived.
If the Undead Race was the race closest to death, then the Departed Spirit Race was born from death.
"Mo Yao, is there anything that you haven't told me?" Mi's body was hidden under a huge black cloak. Only wisps of black gas were seeping out from under the cloak.
"What are you talking about?" Ye Qingtang asked.
"Spirit of Chaos," Mi said.
Ye Qingtang was taken aback.
Mi continued, "The Temple of Shadows has returned to the Crimson League and the Crimson League has decided to intervene in the Central Mainland. Since the Netherworld Ring has been lost, the League Chief wants you to gather all the Spirit of Chaos fragments."
She hadn't expected the Crimson League to think about the Spirit of Chaos so quickly.
Ye Qingtang didn't know what the Spirit of Chaos was, but she knew that it was something extraordinary. Otherwise, the Ancient You Clan wouldn't have gone through so much trouble to snatch it away. Even the Crimson League was interested in it.
"I understand what you mean, Alliance Leader. Once the situation in the Central Mainland has stabilized, I will naturally hand over all the Spirit of Chaos fragments I have collected to you." Ye Qingtang smiled.
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