Bai Ling seemed to understand why Mo Han said that, so she didn't say much. Just as Mo Han was secretly relieved, he suddenly remembered that the Holy Dragon Patriarch had told him that this Blaze’s strength should not exceed his own.

Back then, he only managed to escape Dragon Island and hide in this Gulan ruins by relying on the protection of the Dragon Clan’s supreme treasure, the Seven Star Dragon Orb. Based on this assumption, Blaze should at most possess Saint-level strength, so why did Dick say Blaze had already reached the level of a Divine Beast?

However, Dick didn't seem to have any reason to lie to him, as it brought him no benefit whatsoever. Damn it, that old geezer, the Holy Dragon Patriarch, had confidently claimed that with the Holy Sword of Light, he would surely defeat Blaze.

Now that the opponent was a Divine Beast, fighting was out of the question; it would be fortunate enough for him to escape. Fortunately, he had followed the advice of Dai Li and Rou Xue and hadn't come for a fight, but rather to act as a mediator, and he even brought the letter Rou Xue had for Blaze; otherwise, he truly wouldn't have known what to do.

Thinking of this, Mo Han couldn't help but secretly rejoice. After witnessing the strength of a Demigod Beast, Mo Han had gained a profound understanding of the power of a Divine Beast.

According to Bai Ling, the power of a Demigod Beast was only one-fifth of that of a Divine Beast, yet it was already terrifying. If it were a true Divine Beast, even if he and Bai Ling joined forces, they probably wouldn't be a match for the opponent.

After stuffing Dick into the Spatial Ring, under Dick’s guidance, Mo Han and Bai Ling, along with Big Red and Little Red. They traversed the White Mist Forest in just half a day.

According to Dick, although he and Bai Ling had walked in a single direction when they first entered, due to the strange terrain of the White Mist Forest, they had actually spent most of their time walking in circles. But now, fortunately, with Dick, a seasoned guide, they saved everyone a lot of time.

Then another day passed. Mo Han and Bai Ling finally arrived at the location of the ancient ruins Dick had mentioned.

Gazing upon the dense fog before them, which was even thicker than the White Mist Forest, Mo Han and Bai Ling could clearly sense it despite the distance. The intense pressure emanating from within the white mist.

It was a unique aura possessed only by the truly powerful. In the time Mo Han had been on the Dragon Ascending Continent, he had only vaguely felt such an aura from the Holy Dragon Patriarch and the Demonic Dragon Patriarch.

However, the Dragon Patriarchs seemed to have cultivated to the point where they could conceal their might at will. Thus, Mo Han could only detect it when he was close to them.

But this Blaze was completely different. Even from a distance away from the ruins, Mo Han and Bai Ling could clearly feel the oppressive force radiating from the white mist.

Mo Han and Bai Ling exchanged a look. They saw surprise reflected in each other's eyes.

He hoped that Blaze would truly spare him for Rou Xue's sake; otherwise, he truly had no confidence in retrieving the Seven Star Dragon Orb from his hands. Dick's voice was also trembling noticeably: "Boss, I sense an immensely powerful aura.

I’m afraid I can’t come out to help you. Otherwise, my identity will surely be discovered.

Are you really sure you want to go in?" "I'm afraid we no longer have a choice in the matter," Mo Han forced a wry smile and said, "Blaze is already actively inviting us." As if to confirm Mo Han's words. As soon as Mo Han finished speaking, the densely fogged forest instantly parted, revealing a path from where Mo Han and the others stood, stretching toward the end of the white mist, seemingly endless, its true length obscured.

Then, a voice slowly drifted from the dense fog: "Distinguished guests have traveled far. Please forgive me for not greeting you personally; I can only open a path for you.

Follow this road straight in, and you will enter the ruins." Mo Han and Bai Ling looked at each other, seemingly wanting to say something, but Bai Ling decisively shook her head before Mo Han could speak. Mo Han reluctantly swallowed his words.

"Heh heh, since this master is so hospitable, we shouldn't be too reserved," Mo Han said with a smile, "Let's go. I really want to see what the continent's foremost ancient ruin looks like." With that, Mo Han took the lead, walking down the path in the center of the fog, with Bai Ling closely following.

As the two advanced, the path behind them slowly reverted to its original state of dense fog, as if it had never changed. The moment they stepped into the fog, Mo Han felt an invisible force within the mist tightly suppressing the power he exerted.

These must be the forces that could suppress the Dragon Clan, which the Holy Dragon Patriarch had mentioned. But didn't the Holy Dragon Patriarch say only the Dragon Clan could sense this pressure?

Humans shouldn't feel these things, so why could he sense these forces? Was it because reaching the Saint level allowed one to perceive them?

But Mo Han quickly dismissed this guess, as he noticed that Bai Ling beside him didn't seem to feel these forces at all. Bai Ling's strength definitely surpassed his; since Bai Ling couldn't sense these forces, it shouldn't be related to strength after all.

However, Mo Han didn't have time to dwell on it. As time passed, the expressions on Mo Han and Bai Ling's faces grew more astonished.

They had been traveling for half a day, and by their speed, they should have covered at least a hundred li, yet they still couldn't see the end of the path. Blaze's ability to manipulate magic from dozens of li away completely exceeded Mo Han's imagination.

No wonder Bai Ling said that once one reached the Divine level, the difference between that and the Saint level was like heaven and earth. Even Mo Han himself, currently able to control magic from several li away, might be slightly stronger than Bai Ling, but he was definitely not as formidable as this Blaze before him.

Just then, Mo Han and the others finally saw their destination. The area suddenly opened up before them.

A crescent-shaped lake appeared in front of Mo Han and the others. By the edge of the lake, a table had been set, and seated leisurely on a chair beside it was a handsome young man in black, appearing to be only in his early twenties.

Mo Han and Bai Ling simultaneously thought of a name: Blaze. Mo Han muttered to himself, surprised that Blaze was actually so handsome, completely unlike what he had imagined.

Yet, Mo Han maintained his composure and slowly walked toward him with Bai Ling. "Welcome, the two of you.

I deeply apologize for not being able to greet you in person." Blaze, who had been sitting, was the first to stand up and greet Mo Han and the others with a smile. Mo Han knew there was no avoiding the situation.

Moreover, he had no intention of avoiding it, so he naturally walked to the empty seat in front of Blaze and sat down without pretense. Bai Ling sat down beside Mo Han.

"Do you know why we are here?" Mo Han asked with a smile, "It seems your hospitality is truly extraordinary. Do you invite everyone who enters the vicinity of the ruins in this manner?" "Heh heh, certainly not," The young man in black said with a smile, "Without my permission, no one can enter this Gulan Ruins.

You two are perhaps my first—and last—batch of guests." Blaze's words exuded powerful self-assurance, but Mo Han and Bai Ling knew. He had the strength to be arrogant.

"Allow me to introduce myself first: Blaze. May I ask your names?" After saying this, Blaze then smiled and asked Mo Han.

"Mo Han, and this is my friend, Bai Ling." Mo Han answered briefly, then asked with some confusion, "I genuinely want to know, why did you let us in? Please don't tell me it's because I'm too handsome?" Mo Han asked half-jokingly.

"Heh heh," Blaze was amused by Mo Han's words and shook his head, saying, "Of course not, but I'm afraid you wouldn't believe me even if I told you." Hearing this, Mo Han's expression remained unchanged as he pressed further, "How can you know if I'll believe you if you don't tell me?" Blaze sighed faintly and said, "If I told you that several hundred years ago, I received a prophecy stating that a man and a woman carrying a Demigod Beast would appear at the entrance of the Gulan Ruins a few hundred years later, and that you are the people I have been waiting for—would you believe me?" Hearing Blaze's explanation, Mo Han's mind completely stalled, and even Bai Ling showed a hint of surprise, "Do you possess the legendary prophetic ability?" Bai Ling couldn't help but ask. "Foresight ability," Blaze smiled and shook his head, "I don't possess that ability, but my master does.

This information was given to me by my master; he is a prophet capable of predicting the future." "A Prophet?" Bai Ling exclaimed in astonishment, "There really are Prophets? I heard this profession went extinct during the Ancient Era?" "Heh heh, that's right.

Most Prophets died during the Ancient Era, but my master is an exception," Blaze explained with a smile. Mo Han recovered and still sounded somewhat doubtful, "Is there really a Prophet who can predict future events?" Blaze replied, "If you don't believe me, I can tell you one more thing my master said: among the visiting guests, the man does not belong to this world.

I wonder if I guessed correctly?" Hearing Blaze's words, Mo Han was completely stunned. The fact that the other party could even deduce that he wasn't from this world meant he absolutely had to be a Prophet; otherwise, Blaze would have no way of knowing, as Mo Han had never mentioned this to anyone.

Thinking of this, Mo Han seemed to recall something and excitedly asked, "I wonder where your master is now? I have something I wish to ask him to predict.

Would it be convenient?" Blaze paused for a moment upon hearing this, then replied with a hint of sorrow, "I'm afraid I can't help you, as my master passed away a long time ago." Damn, dead. Mo Han was stunned.

He had originally hoped to ask him to predict whether he had a chance to go back, but it turned out to be a false hope. "Was your master also a Divine-level master?" Bai Ling suddenly interjected.

Blaze shook his head and replied, "No, my master was just an ordinary Prophet, but his wisdom was the most profound on this entire continent." Saying this, a look of adoration appeared in Blaze's eyes. Bai Ling looked puzzled and asked, "But Prophets disappeared from the continent thousands of years ago.

If your master was just an ordinary human, how could he live for thousands of years and take you as a disciple?" Bai Ling voiced the doubt in her heart. Blaze smiled and replied, "When did I ever say my master lived for thousands of years?" Looking at the perplexed Bai Ling and Mo Han, Blaze patiently explained, "In truth, my master had already passed away long before I arrived.

I only managed to cultivate here in the Gulan Ruins with the help of the prophetic letter he left behind, and you two are also figures mentioned in his letter." Hearing Blaze’s explanation, Mo Han and Bai Ling both showed expressions of extreme shock. Someone could predict events thousands of years into the future, millennia ago—was this even human?

It was akin to a god. Mo Han and Bai Ling saw the astonishment in each other’s eyes, and they couldn't help but revere Blaze's master.

"Heh heh, then did your master also prophesy what we came here to do?" Mo Han interjected, trying to probe. After all, he was here to take the man's treasure; if Blaze was displeased, he and Bai Ling could be in danger.

Therefore, Mo Han decided to probe cautiously. Blaze seemed to see through Mo Han's intention and said with a smile, "Rest assured.

My master explained everything in the letter. I know you have come for the Seven Star Dragon Orb, and I intend to give it to you, so you don't need to worry." "Thank the heavens," Mo Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Heh heh, it seemed Blaze's master was truly a darling; he had helped solve his biggest problem. Heh heh, he was still wondering how to proceed, but things were going so smoothly that Mo Han could hardly believe it.

"You are truly willing to give the Seven Star Dragon Orb to us?" Mo Han asked somewhat incredulously. "Heh heh, of course," Blaze chuckled, and then a flash of light appeared.

In Blaze's hand materialized a golden glass sphere, emitting a faint golden glow. Irregularly embedded on the surface of the sphere were seven stars.

"This is the Seven Star Dragon Orb. Take it." Blaze presented the glowing golden Seven Star Dragon Orb to Mo Han.

Seeing this, how could Mo Han be polite? A divine artifact!

If he were polite, would he still be Mo Han? He took it directly, fearing Blaze might change his mind.

As the Seven Star Dragon Orb settled into his hand, Mo Han immediately felt a gentle power slowly flowing from the orb into his body. To Bai Ling and the others watching, it appeared as if golden threads were continuously pouring into Mo Han's body from above the orb.

While Mo Han was still wondering, countless golden threads suddenly erupted from the Seven Star Dragon Orb, wildly pouring into his body. Bai Ling and Blaze, standing beside him, clearly sensed an extremely powerful force flowing ceaselessly from the orb into Mo Han's body.

Mo Han was suddenly in dire straits. When only a small amount of energy entered his body, Mo Han felt comfortable, but the sudden influx of so much energy was more than he could handle.

Mo Han anxiously tried to cry out, but in terror, he found his body seemed beyond his control; he couldn't utter a sound. He wanted to discard the Seven Star Dragon Orb, but his hands wouldn't obey.

Mo Han felt more and more energy flooding into his body, as if it were about to burst him open. Bai Ling also noticed something was wrong; Mo Han's body was growing larger as the energy entered, having already ripped apart his clothes.

Seeing this, Bai Ling was greatly alarmed and was about to step in to help when Blaze stopped her. Blaze’s eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "He is just as my master said!

He possesses ancient bloodline, which is why he can absorb the energy of the Seven Star Dragon Orb." After saying this, Blaze smiled at Bai Ling and said, "Don't worry, he'll be fine. He'll just swell up a bit, and he won't get any bigger once he reaches a certain point.

So don't worry; this is just the normal reaction to the Seven Star Dragon Orb's energy entering the body." Bai Ling seemed to recall something and asked, "You mean the Seven Star Dragon Orb's energy has entered Mo Han's body? But the Seven Star Dragon Orb is a divine artifact; how can Mo Han withstand such an immense amount of energy?" Blaze still shook his head and replied, "If I say there's no problem, there's absolutely no problem.

Trust me." As Blaze finished speaking, his words seemed to be verified. Mo Han's body stopped expanding after reaching a certain size, and Mo Han himself was enveloped in golden light, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

Bai Ling, though anxious, was helpless. She believed Blaze wouldn't harm Mo Han; otherwise, with Blaze's strength, why would he have gone through all this trouble talking to them?

Thus, Mo Han remained enveloped in golden light for several days, with Blaze and Bai Ling staying faithfully by his side. Just as Bai Ling was about to lose patience, a light thud was heard, followed by the complete disappearance of all the golden light.

The Seven Star Dragon Orb in Mo Han's hand, however, had shattered into pieces of glass. Bai Ling was startled by the sight.

Wasn't the Seven Star Dragon Orb a divine artifact? How could it break?

Blaze was clearly taken aback as well but quickly regained his composure. Mo Han was still in a deep sleep, and the clothes on his body had all turned to ash with the light's dissipation.

Bai Ling hadn't expected this outcome and her face instantly flushed, but fearing something was wrong with Mo Han, she forced herself to look at him. Just then, Mo Han let out a long sigh, "Ahhh...

so comfortable..." Then, Mo Han suddenly opened his eyes, and a flicker of golden light instantly shone from his gaze. A powerful aura immediately radiated from his body.

With Bai Ling's cultivation, looking at the golden light, she felt her heart tremble, as if she couldn't resist Mo Han's pressure; her whole body shook. But Bai Ling felt even more shock because she clearly knew her own cultivation was at the peak of a Saint Magister.

Even someone at the peak of a Saint Magister shouldn't be able to exert this kind of pressure on her, let alone Mo Han, whose original cultivation couldn't possibly generate such an oppressive force on her. At that moment, Bai Ling suddenly felt the pressure around her lighten, then she heard Mo Han cry out miserably, "My Seven Star Dragon Orb!

How could this happen? It's over, it's over!

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