This mark has no solution!

Xiao Yao suddenly heard these five words, like the silence of the candle in the wind, silenced and slid on the chair, the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, shattered into pieces, and was no longer complete, just like Xiao Yao's mood at this moment. Hearing the crisp sound of Xiao Yao's wine glass falling to the ground, everyone present looked depressed.

Xiao Yan tightened his palm slightly, pressing it on the table and leaving five deep finger marks. He kept murmuring: "The soul-devouring mark is unsolvable; the soul-devouring mark is unsolvable..." Zhen Ni walked over and put her hand on Xiao Yan's back, silent, not knowing how to speak.

Listening to Xiao Yan's murmur, Qing Haoran also murmured: "Soul-Devouring Seal...soul-Devouring Seal...soul-Devouring...soul-Devouring..."
Chapter completed!