Behind these words, there were some other words. Those words were blurred, so it was difficult to tell.
Master Bai tried so hard and recognized a few of them. "… World… For? Bet…? Shh…" Master Bai took in a cold breath and murmured, "Two hosts of the universe; thirteen spirits in chaos; a bet of the world…"
He couldn’t get more information after that.
"What does it mean? Do you have any idea?" Ling Wuxie got over and asked with curiosity.
Master Bai didn’t answer; he was lost in thoughts. There was blood on his mouth, and it just kept bleeding. He just ignored it though. He didn’t even blink.
Ling Wuxie could feel that Master Bai was like a star in the sky, profound and splendid. It looked like he was discovering the mysteries of the universe.
