"Hongmeng Purple Qi?"
Ye Xuan voiced his astonishment and then turned to address the Minghe Ancestor, "From whom did Minghe hear such a claim, for how would I, an Emperor, possess the Hongmeng Purple Qi?"
Observing Ye Xuan's innocent demeanor, the smile on the Minghe Ancestor's face gradually faded. His fingers tapped lightly on the table, emitting a dull sound, and his gaze towards Ye Xuan grew increasingly cold.
"Daoist Ye, heed my advice; the matter of the Hongmeng Purple Qi is of great importance. Countless Quasi-Saints covet this item. If you keep it, it can only bring disaster. It would be better to hand the Hongmeng Purple Qi over to me, so that you can avoid a major calamity," the Minghe Ancestor stated coldly.
"Ha ha."
