"But even so, can it really not be reversed?"
Uncle pulled open his robe, revealing his chest where vast traces of the Flood could still be seen.
The curse remained, he had obtained a warning from Noahyak and had taken control of some of the Flood's power, but he still couldn't escape the inescapable fate of death.
His body was still collapsing, which indicated that what truly sought his life was not the Flood, but that Supreme Miracle.
"It's the last resort."
Uncle had thought it through clearly; he was prepared to try one last time to see if the curse could be lifted. If it truly couldn't be done, it didn't matter, "At least I need to pass that Miracle on to Xiao Luo."
He could die, he could vanish, but before that happened, Uncle still hoped that Bailuo would advance further and grow even stronger.
Soon, Bailuo returned to Yatun.
He brought Yunxiao with him; she would become a new resident of Yatun and temporarily live with Ye Feng and the others.
