Demon Race's Ruins

Demon Race's Ruins

Xi Zhao introduced He Chuan to his father.

"Don't stand on ceremony, serve him the tea."

The maid brought over a golden tea that was flowing with light and color. He Chuan took a sip. A burning feeling flowed through his entire body, and his magic power increased quite a bit.

"It seems that this human Fellow Daoist's aptitude isn't bad. He's actually able to withstand the medicinal power of the Nine Suns Golden Leaf." Leader Xi Yang said in surprise.

"If it weren't for Fellow Daoist He Chuan, I might not have been able to return home. I just saw the true fire weaken a lot in the outside world, what happened?" Xi Zhao suddenly thought of something.

"The leaders of two great clans have declared their eternal silence. The two suns have no master, so the true fire is naturally weaker." The so-called long silence was a closed-door cultivation or hibernation.

He Chuan skipped the topic and asked about Chi Yin.