Translator: Aran

  “Elder, I still have matters I want to consult with you…” Ye Qingyu said in a panic.

  But the mysterious figure in front of him had already transformed into a wisp of green smoke. As if ascending towards immortality, he disappeared within the air.

  It was as if nothing had ever appeared.

  “This piece of [Beiming Archaic Jade] you are not to bring away. I will leave a strand of consciousness within, to suppress the [Dragon Fang Submerged in Blood], ..