Su Muyao still remembered Xuan Che and knew that Shen Jinsuo was the fusion of Shen Ci'an and Xuan Che.
Hearing about Xuan Che's sacrifice, her heart couldn't help but tighten.
Shen Ci'an thought of Xuan Che, and he also felt uncomfortable.
His voice was slightly hoarse as he said, "I don't know."
"Perhaps he can come back, perhaps he cannot."
"But I will find a way to bring him back; there will always be hope."
"If we can find out the origin of that Holy Tree, there might be a way."
Su Muyao listened to this, and her eyes emitted a light of hope, "Where did your Blood Clan Holy Tree come from, and what kind of tree is it?"
Su Muyao had stayed in the Blood Race Holy Mountain before and didn't know there was such a tree; she hadn't seen that Holy Tree either.
She didn't know what it looked like.
"When I was with the Xuanyuan Clan on the Cang Beast Continent, they worshiped their Holy Tree, called Xiao Xing, and I could communicate with it using my mind."
