Once the marks between Li Taiyuan's and Cang Lan's brows had successfully faded away as well.
Yue Long could not contain his curiosity and asked, "Brother, what exactly is going on?"
Yue Yan's expression stiffened. Sensing that fierce, sinister figure within his soul sea, he ultimately swallowed the words that had reached his lips.
After hesitating for half an hour, he changed his words. "Ask no more. You need only know that I happened to learn this concealment secret art from an ancient text of heretical cultivators. Do not breathe a word of it to anyone."
Yue Long nodded obediently. "I understand that, of course. It's just that I'm somewhat concerned about the vast and terrifying Demonic Qi within that black mark earlier."
Li Taiyuan and Cang Lan nodded in agreement.
Clearly, they too harbored deep unease over this anomaly.
A dazed look surfaced on Yue Yan's face once more.
Half an hour later.
He slowly came back to his senses and said to Yue Long and the others, "I just sensed the Demonic Qi inside the mark. Perhaps this time, we truly turned disaster into fortune. Just as Xiao Long said, this may be an opportunity."
Yue Long's eyes immediately lit up with eager anticipation. "What opportunity? Brother, tell me quickly."
Yue Yan said solemnly, "In my view, this demonic mark is better undone than tied. Rather than keep it hidden forever and live in fear of others discovering it, we might as well accept it and use it to cultivate, increasing our strength. That way, even if we are discovered one day, if the strength we have hidden is already formidable enough, our ability to protect ourselves will be much greater."
Yue Long hesitated. "But then... wouldn't we become demonic cultivators?"
Li Taiyuan's expression turned rather ugly as