Bab 1175: You Are the Lighthouse

Deathly silence.

Black Robe stood above the stone steps, looking down on the crowd like a god looking over all living beings.

Some people did not understand the conversation from just now, and even more were perplexed by Black Robe's final statement.

Sensing the oppressive mood, Linghai Zhiwang and the others guessed that the situation seemed to have reversed, or even fallen under Black Robe's control, so they nervously looked to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng's face was rather pale. He had already understood what Black Robe meant. "Sacred Light?"

Black Robe replied, "Correct."

The wind stirred.

The young Daoist boy fell into Ye Xiaolian's chest.

Xu Yourong's hand fell on Chen Changsheng's shoulder.

Her wings of pure white were already unfurled.

A streak of fire would soon tear through the night sky.

She would bring Chen Changsheng as far away as she could possibly could in this brief moment of time.

She had also understood what Black Robe meant.

"It's too late."