章 850: Wordless Monument

"Gold Mage King, have you managed to work out the origin of that black magic?"

"I'm thankful to not have failed the mission," the Gold Mage King said with a solemn expression while nodding. "Its origin is really out of the ordinary."

Based on the the Gold Mage King's calculations, the black magic which had been cast over the Fang Clan back then was at least level 15 or higher. It could be at level 16, 17, or 18. It was an extremely high end black magic.

The Gold Mage King himself had never come into contact with such high end black magic before.

Although the Gold Mage King had no idea what black magic it was, he managed to find out that this was a black magic belonging to the Purple Robed faction and that it had been performed three years ago.

Upon hearing this, Fang Xingjian's heart skipped a beat.

'Three years ago? That was when I left Fang Clan and obtained my sword arts talent.