Xianglian finally understood what Shadow Thirteen and Shadow Six had hung on the top of the tent just now. It turned out to be a pile of glowing stones, but it was very strange. Why were stones glowing? It was actually colorful!!!
Yu Wan sighed. "Aiya, I'm not holding a banquet. Why are there so many colors?"
Yan Xiaosi spat out a bubble. The Saintess Stones turned blinding white.
Xianglian felt like she had seen a ghost. There was no need for the numbing soup either. She fainted from fear.
Strictly speaking, Xianglian's reaction was not strange. One had to know that even Yu Wan and the others did not accept all the information from the beginning. They took step by step from Nanzhao to the Ghost Clan, from the Ghost Clan to the Nether Capital, and bit by bit, they dug out the truth. From rumors to doubt, from doubt to verification, they lived in shock every day. "Oh my god, is this true? Isn't that already extinct?"
