Purple Mystic Supreme Clarity Lantern (4)

Zi Xuan's eyes showed determination as she shook her head once again.

The young man in the imperial robe remained silent for a while before taking out a small purple bottle from his pocket. He walked gently towards the sculpture and poured a few drops of liquid from the bottle into the purple lantern.

This liquid was transparent, like oil.

After doing this, he placed the small bottle that didn't have much oil left to the side. Then, he silently turned around, his expression filled with sadness and a touch of anguish.

As he turned around, his appearance also came into view for Xu Qing. He bore a striking resemblance to Zi Xuan, resembling her as if they were siblings.

He walked toward the door of the hall and passed through Xu Qing, walking further and further away…

As he disappeared, the door of the hall slowly closed.