In the sea of flowers, the handsome young man and the green man stood quietly. Before them was a large cluster of flowers, enveloping a wisp of black Curse Power.
"Master, this Curse Power is truly troublesome; it requires you to use the power of the Flower Goddess to eradicate it," the green man remarked.
"It seems that not all the clans in the Six Realms have completely declined since ancient times," the handsome young man observed, looking at the black curse within the flower cluster with a hint of wariness in his eyes. Just moments ago, he had used several innate abilities but still hadn't completely eradicated the Curse Power, leaving him feeling somewhat defeated.
"Busi, don't underestimate any of your enemies," he advised. "Our Ancient God Clan survived the ancient calamities not only because we are powerful, but also due to this kind of caution. Only with such caution can we achieve immortality!"