As Su Yi wondered, he returned to the earlier banquet hall.

“Big Brother Su Yi, did you succeed?” Qing Ya placed a snow-white, peeled shrimp in front of Su Yi and asked curiously.

Su Yi smiled, nodded, then took a bite of shrimp and a drink.

“Does that mean you really have a way of countering the Prohibition of Ancient Darkness?” Qing Ya exclaimed.

It was just one sentence, but it instantly drew Zhang Yuntao and Wen Xinzhao’s gazes.

The Prohibition of Ancient Darkness!

Its hold on the Azure Continent had lasted almost thirty thousand years, and even those ancient orthodoxies with Imperial Realm experts were helpless against it. They could only watch as their factions declined and fell, bit by bit.

Not just anyone could neutralize such power!

Otherwise, how could the Prohibition of Ancient Darkness have tormented Ying Que’s father, a mighty Spiritual Revolution Realm existence, for all these years?

When he sensed their gazes, Su Yi suddenly realized a certain problem. To the cultivators of the Azure Continent, the Prohibition of Ancient Darkness was like an inescapable curse. If others found out he had means of breaking it, it would likely lead to an unpredictable storm and unnecessary trouble. 

Su Yi wasn’t afraid of...