White Phoenix's body trembled, and her eyes began to flicker.
She was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether she should answer. If she revealed matters concerning the Sacred Clan, the Sacred Envoy would certainly not spare her. And then there was the Sovereign Lord—at the thought of the Sovereign Lord's descent, she could not help but shudder.
The Sovereign Lord was a terrifying existence beyond the Void Comprehension Realm. Once the fusion was complete, no one in the Ancient Realm would be able to stop him.
With the Sacred Clan's methods, once they learned of her betrayal, they would surely rip out her soul and refine her spirit. Even dying would be a luxury.
But if she said nothing, Fang Mo had placed a restriction upon her origin imprint. Her life was now in his hands; he could crush her to death at any moment.
Why hadn't he suffered erosion from the power of my origin after leaving an imprint in it? White Phoenix was frantic. In her view, if Fang Mo wished to control her with the power of his Primordial Spirit, he would inevitably suffer erosion from the power of her origin.
Yet until now, he did not seem to have reacted in the slightest!
No, that God Lord origin... Could it be that the God Lord's object isn't on him, but inside his body? If he can withstand a God Lord origin, then my origin power probably cannot erode him at all!
No, impossible! How could anyone fuse with the Sacred Clan's origin?
White Phoenix shook those thoughts from her mind. She dared not believe it was true. How could anyone in this world fuse with the power of origin? Even the Ancient Desolation Clan needed a great formation to purify the power of the Sacred Origin.