Just as Su Ping was perplexed and bewildered, the leaf in his palm turned into a cluster of emerald green flame right before his eyes and disappeared without a trace.
"This..."
Su Ping was momentarily dumbfounded, but soon recovered.
He sensed the presence of the Biyao Chunshen departing from Xiao Qing.
Was this a counterfeit leaf it had conjured?
The purpose was likely to conceal its true form.
The Poison Saint would surely not, it should be the existence of the Legend of the Holy Dragon, possibly having noticed its traces.
Therefore, is a leaf like this needed to divert the Legend of the Holy Dragon's attention?
Su Ping thought his guess was likely right.
Yet, he didn't mind much.
Knowing is knowing,
He was indeed somewhat on edge now.
Facing this mysterious 'Biyao Chunshen', if the Legend of the Holy Dragon could uncover it through observation, then so be it.
