"What price?"
After Chu Yi asked this question, he clearly felt the black-robed man in front of him smile.
Although he had covered his face with a huge hat, Chu Yi could feel that this person was smiling strangely. A chill suddenly crawled up his heart.
"The price is to capture the soul of the direct descendant of the Feng family and make it the flame of life, igniting Emperor Xia Yuan's life."
"What do you mean?" Chu Yi frowned. "I don't understand a word you say."
The black-robed man stood up. "Do you know why no one else has discovered the ancient tomb of Longqi Mountain for thousands of years, but the Chu family and the Feng family are related to him?"
"It's not a coincidence?" Hearing the black-robed man's tone, Chu Yi could tell that something was wrong. "Could there be other secrets?"
