"Yes."
"Yes."
"Yes."
"Damn, fine!"
As the words fell, the five people put their arms on Qi Yuan's shoulder.
The Five Elements power of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth crazily rushed into Qi Yuan's body.
The five colors, even denser than the power of the Five Spirits, spread into Qi Yuan's body, making his blood feel as if it was changing color.
On his skin, five colors were also imprinted, just like tattoos.
Qi Yuan saw that as the power of the Five Elements was infused, the bodies of the Five Ancestors gradually faded. Except for the reluctant Fire Ancestor, the rest seemed quite calm, perhaps with a sense of liberation.
The Four Ancestors did not speak, but Qi Yuan understood their expressions, watching them slowly dissipate.
At the last moment, the Fire Ancestor suddenly roared out, "Kid, I hate you, because of you, I remembered that I'm already dead!"
