"We investigated the force behind Bai Ling for days and found no clues." Han Li came straight to the point, a rare trace of gravity on her cool, aloof face. "Their methods are brilliant. They wiped away every trace cleanly. Now, the only breakthrough... is likely with you."
The hand holding Fang Mo's teacup paused slightly. He hesitated before asking, "True Lord, what do you mean?"
True Lord Hanli's fingers, fine as jade cream, lifted the celadon teacup. Her fingers were as lustrous and delicate as the cup's glaze. She raised her eyes slightly and looked at Fang Mo. "You... may have something they need?"
Fang Mo's heart stirred faintly, but his hand did not stop. He raised the cup, drained the tea in one gulp, then slowly set it down. With a similarly puzzled expression, he said, "I've wondered about that too. Why did they come after me? But... perhaps it has something to do with my entering the Yin Ruins. The Primal Spirit Fragment suddenly broke away from the array, which seemed connected to my opening the ninth layer of space in the Yin Ruins. Maybe that evil aberration set its sights on me!"
He had long known that once this matter came to light, people would certainly grow suspicious.
Yet he did not know why the other party had targeted him. In his view, the greatest possibility was the Ancestral Dragon Blade.
Of course, there was another possibility: Yao Huang had refined that evil aberration into his tenth battle tattoo.
However, while this tenth battle tattoo was powerful, it had yet to display the corresponding might or talent. It seemed not to have fully awakened. It merely gave him one more battle tattoo, allowing ten beasts to appear together and making his combat strength greater.
Whether it