Hei Jue was silent for a moment, then revealed a self-mocking smile.
"Go. What else can we do if we don't?"
He turned around, his dark eyes fixed on Hei Lan. "Three Primordial Dharma Bodies."
"Do you know what that means?"
"It means the number of Primordial Dharma Bodies he possesses alone has already surpassed the total held by all the remaining Ancient Clans."
Hei Lan said nothing.
"Of the five complete Dharma Bodies, he only lacks the Desolate God Ancestral Body and the Night God Ancient Body now."
Hei Jue said slowly, "Tell me, why wouldn't he take them?"
"We can refuse," Hei Lan said.
"Refuse?" Hei Jue glanced at her. "The Mohe Ancient Clan thought the same."
"And what was the result? That old man from the Maha Clan was defeated in one move and lost all face. In the end, they still let him enter the tower and take the Eternal Immortal Body."
"Do you think our Black Heaven Ancient Clan's Dharma Body would be much harder to obtain than the Mohe Ancient Clan's Eternal Immortal Body?"
Hei Lan fell silent.
Hei Jue withdrew his gaze and looked toward the surging dark clouds beneath the abyss.
"I'm going to see Taiming."
"At the very least, I need to find out what Xiao Qing gave him."
Huang Qing and Hei Jue met somewhere in the void.
One burly and one lean, one unyielding and one restrained, the two Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereigns stood side by side in the void, each followed by two Immortal Grade Elders.
Huang Qing still wore that Desolate Ancient Beast Skin Battle Armor, his nine braids drifting without wind in the void.
Hei Jue, meanwhile, was wrapped in a black cloak, with only half of his stern face exposed.
It was not that