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Chapter 2003

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To the Ancient You Clan, Little You Yun's Spiritual Abode was the most important thing.

As long as the Spiritual Abode was there, the Ancient You Clan could continue to grow stronger.

The Spirit of Chaos was a hot potato that he could give up for the time being.

Ye Qingtang smiled.

"Sure, as long as you hand over the remaining Spirit of Primal Chaos fragments to me, I will let you off. In the future, when the Spirit of Primal Chaos is rebuilt, our factions will be able to exchange cultivation resources."

The Grand Elder smiled. He was satisfied with Ye Qingtang's words.

Even if the Temple of Shadows obtained the fragment of the Spirit of Chaos, the Crimson League wouldn't let it go.

They would just shift the Crimson League's target from the Ancient You Clan to the Temple of Shadows.

The Grand Elder had always been secretive, but he didn't know that Ning Luo, who had turned into a sword, was speechless as he watched the Grand Elder negotiate with Ye Qingtang.

How traumatized was the Holy Lord of Shadows in him?

Why was he so afraid?

In terms of strength, Ye Qingtang was no match for the Grand Elder even if he was injured.

But this fool … had actually been fooled by Ye Qingtang.

"I'll tell you where the fragments are now. That's a sign of my sincerity," the Grand Elder said with a smile.

Ye Qingtang raised her brows as she listened to the Grand Elder tell her where the fragments were hidden. But she didn't act immediately.

"I'm the only one who knows where they are. No one in the Ancient You Clan knows where they are. Holy Lord, you're the second person to know where they are," the Grand Elder said.

"Do I have to believe you just because you told me the location? What if you take the chance to run away? "Ye Qingtang continued.

"What do you mean, Holy Lord?"

"I want the little boy behind you." Ye Qingtang pointed at Little Luo Xue.

"You seem to want his body, but I'm not interested in him. I'll let him go as long as I'm sure that it's where you said it is."

The Grand Elder narrowed his eyes, weighing the pros and cons before nodding. He carried Little You Yun to the side, allowing Ye Qingtang to put down the Ice Frost Divine Sword and carry Little Luo Xue.

The Holy Lord of Shadows was already powerful enough and did not need to possess Little Luo Xue's body, so the Grand Elder was not worried.

She looked at the expressionless little Luo Xue in her arms and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he managed to save one first.

As for little You Yun …

She looked at the Grand Elder.

Just wait to be played to death.

Without wasting any more time, she brought You Qiong to the location reported by the Grand Elder.

After she left, a dark look flashed across the Grand Elder's eyes.

There was nothing wrong with the place he had told her, but … he wasn't going to wait here like an idiot.

Even without little Luo Xue, as long as he had the Spiritual Abode, he could still cultivate more outstanding vessels.

Grand Elder prepared to leave through the secret passage with Little You Yun.

But he had completely overlooked the Ice Frost Divine Sword that Ye Qingtang had thrown beside the altar when she had carried Little Luo Xue.

Just as the Grand Elder carried little You Yun and turned to leave, the Ice Frost Divine Sword suddenly emitted a beam of cold light.

The Grand Elder was already injured, and the Ice Frost Divine Sword's aura was similar to Little You Yun's. Thus, he did not notice anything at all.

In just an instant!

The Ice Frost Divine Sword had pierced through the Grand Elder's chest from behind. The Grand Elder stared in disbelief at the sharp sword protruding from his chest. He could not believe that he had been hit.

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