197. The Hen is in the Morning, Without a King or Father

Xia Ji fell silent.

" Don't be discouraged, " Su Tian said gently. " If you survive this calamity, you'll be like this too. " " Wait until the next great calamity, and you will understand my thoughts at this moment.

How was it? Have you made a decision? If you still want to fight with the Grand Supreme Hall here, I will definitely take you away."

"Let me think…"

"I'll wait for you."

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The next day.

Xia Ji asked Xia Qingxuan to calculate.

The result was an extreme pure black, much darker than when he faced the Wu family's ancestor.

Xia Qingxuan's record was broken twice…She fell into a state of speechlessness. Divination involving such a level made her spit out a large mouthful of blood. Half of her black hair turned white.