Long Qingzhuo's gaze was calm.
Even though the white-haired elder and his group of Sword Ancestor Realm experts were all glaring at her menacingly.
Long Qingzhuo stood in the void. Below her was the very same Ancient Stone Stele that had once imprisoned her.
Long Qingzhuo summoned a mirror.
It was the Space-Time Mirror.
"That Ye Fengyang is a Soul Master from the Soul Race, isn't he? The Space-Time Mirror is just the form he exists in, correct?"
Long Fengyang's expression turned ugly. Only now did he realize the truth of the matter.
Unfortunately, he had learned it far too late.
"What does it have to do with you whether he is or not? Hasn't he already returned all the Dragon Blood in his body to you?"
Long Qingzhuo gave Long Fengyang a faint glance, her eyes exceptionally cold.
"So he really is the vile spawn of the Soul Race. No wonder he possessed such a powerful Soul Talent. I knew something was off."
