Not long afterward, Eight Colors spoke. "Divine Power Lines, return to your places."
In the Dark Starry Sky, twelve colored Divine Power Lines pierced through the void and headed toward the Divine Tree.
Lu Yin stared at one of them—a brown line.
A brown Divine Power Line.
So it really did exist.
All along, the Unknown had had twelve members, but from the first time he joined until now, he had never seen all twelve at once. Some had died, some were in hiding, and others had been replaced, among other possibilities.
This was the first time.
And the twelve colored Divine Power Lines had never all appeared together before.
He had been counting them all along. No matter how he counted, there were only eleven colors. So he had guessed that either Eight Colors was the twelfth color—that the twelfth color was Eight Colors—or one color was being concealed.
Only veteran members of the Unknown would know the truth.
Jin Shi Juan and the others had no idea, since they had seen too few Divine Power Lines to work it out.
Now, at last, all twelve Divine Power Lines had appeared.
So who had the brown Divine Power Line belonged to all this time?
Brown was a common color among the Unknown. The most ordinary hanging coffins were brown; only the coffins above them corresponded to the various other colors.
The Unknown had definitely been hiding a creature.
As the twelve Divine Power Lines sank into the Divine Tree, everyone instinctively tried to draw out the divine power, without waiting for Eight Colors to speak.
The first line to be drawn out was the white one, which headed toward White Unknown.
Suddenly, Jin Shi Juan unleashed his power, whipping divine power toward the white Divine Power Line to stop