The tombkeeper's crazy laughter stopped suddenly, and all the expressions froze on his face, seemingly frozen.
The entire palace fell into a suffocating silence. Everyone looked at Ye Xiyue in disbelief, almost thinking they heard wrongly.
what did she say?!
She said...that was originally hers?
The tombkeeper suddenly shouted: "You are talking nonsense! It has been here with me for ten thousand years, how could it be yours!"
However, as he shouted this, shock and horror kept pouring out of his eyes.
At this moment, countless images flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. All the subtle things that he thought were wrong before finally connected together, pieced together a fact that he couldn't believe or didn't want to believe.
Ye Xiyue has been running towards this palace persistently from the beginning.
After she entered here, there was nothing at her feet, and the bloody character appeared beside everyone, except her.
Relying on the power of Lingzong, he actually managed to dissolve the aura that had finally penetrated into the scroll of magic...
Previously, his attention was focused elsewhere, and all he could think about was suffering for thousands of years. When this opportunity finally came, he ignored these details.
But it wasn't until this moment that he finally realized that all of this had a root cause!
Ye Xiyue ignored his roar full of unwillingness and resentment, and only slightly raised the corners of her lips, revealing a very faint smile.
Those eyes, as clear and calm as obsidian, seemed to have seen through everything, watching the tombkeeper quietly, as if they were watching a farce.
Others can't tell, and even the gravekeepers can't tell that she doesn't believe it.
"...No, no way..."
The tombkeeper's mood gradually turned from intense to desperate, and he murmured hoarsely, but his voice became smaller and smaller.
Finally, he opened his mouth and finally asked what he had guessed in his heart.
"...The remaining magic formula is in your hands?!"
Although it was a question, it was already an affirmative tone.
No one knew better than him how difficult it was to touch the god-level magic formula, but Ye Xiyue could easily peel away his breath from it and merge it with her own power extremely smoothly.
He knew exactly what this meant.
Ye Xiyue was afraid that she not only held the other parts of the book of magic, but also, even more - that thing had recognized her as its master!
Hearing this, countless pairs of eyes present also looked at the girl in red standing in the innermost position.
Shocked, confused, disbelieving...
God-level magic?
Ye Xiyue actually possesses a god-level magic technique!
You know, now the entire realm of the gods, including the three most powerful families with the deepest foundations, does not have god-level magic!
And Ye Xiyue...
Everyone knows her life experience, everyone knows that she comes from the other side of the Soul-Dead Sea, and everyone knows how humble her status was before she returned to the Baili Clan.
But now...she actually has a god-level magic trick?
In an instant, the same thought came to countless people's minds, and they all looked at Baili Feiyang!
Baili Feiyang was momentarily confused.
What are you looking at us for? No, what does this have to do with us? Kamikaze Cliff doesn’t have any god-level magic formulas!
Otherwise, why would they go to all this trouble to come here today?!
Seeing Baili Feiyang's reaction, everyone couldn't guess what else - the god-level magic formula in Ye Xiyue's hand was indeed possessed before returning to the Baili clan!
Then, everyone looked at the other person present - Lu Xuan!
